your goose is probably only half-baked at this point

2018 was just a really good year for me, bringing with it innumerable blessings, one of which being some nice holiday traditions that helped ease down the blues I normally feel toward the year's end.  Our most recent new tradition is that of making a  cheesecake  on New Year's Eve that isn't done and ready to eat until New Year's Day, making it a nice treat that spans the two years.  I don't actually know if you can call it a tradition until you've done it more than once, now that I'm typing it all out, but whatever, it was so awesome to have cheesecake for breakfast on the first day of the new year that it's going to happen again next December, see if it doesn't. Anyway!  I wanted to make a special topping for our cheesecake and, while trolling through all the recipes I've saved over the course of the year, discovered that I had a recipe saved for  candied pecans  that claimed to be easy and quick -- 5 minutes, start-to finish.  After all the ...

I love puns. They're the perfect joke -- groan-worthy, too quick for the unsuspecting to dodge them, delightfully cheesy.  And puns that go along with food are even better!  No one can complain all that  much about them without running the risk of not getting any food, and no one in their right mind is going to run that risk, so. I bring this up because this particular recipe was the final course of a meal that consisted of: Potato soup Roasted carrots and parsnips (& other veggies) Root beer bread Ginger ale (the good stuff from Trader Joe's, mmm) Sweet potato pie puffs for dessert Each dish involves a root vegetable, so I called the meal " Root Access ."  So far, I've gotten two groans and a good handful of "oh god that's so good I hate it" responses from the peanut gallery, which I'm counting as a complete win. You don't have  to make these as part of a Root Access meal, but they're super good with it.  Highly re...

I was in the grocery buying the stuff I needed to make Thanksgiving dinner and I happened upon a display of Milano cookies, which are one of my partner's favorite cookies. And, since I'd left him outside to mind the bikes while I battled the other shoppers who were all in my way begone the lot of you , I figured it'd be a nice treat to buy him some of the flavors he'd not yet gotten to try. Among the flavors available were mocha and lemon, both of which I purchased. We've not yet cracked into the mocha, as of the writing of this post, but we got into the lemon cookies as soon as we got home and lord preserve me they were stupid good. I mean, lemon and chocolate? Not what I usually think of, or thought of, but now ... Mmph. The following night, we fell asleep on the sofa together until 3:30 am, and because we showered when we woke up, I was all kinds of awake and feisty, so I made the lemon curd used as frosting for this dish. By the time we went to bed (like ...