Super Bowl snacks galore are what this recipe blog needed, so glad cheesy pepperoni bread glazed in melted garlic butter is just around the corner, headed my way. I can't deny I've been feeling ambivalent in the kitchen, watching winter knock everyone's guts out kinda takes a butternut squash-owning, pastry puff thawing, cream of chicken soup, frozen ground beef and pork dilemma and proves it further.
Squash can sit around being pretty all it needs, guzzling compliments for its steadfast wit, let alone bounty. Makes me not nervous, only looking forth at the chicken I'll probably always pair it with, oh and spinach. Takes fresh sage to a whole new level, at least in my vocabulary. Wherein your worth is defined by whether or not it's possible to stuff pork and ground beef with an onion and garlic into an empanadas made for bad boys.
Being out of rosemary, while sure of Worcestershire, does that leave marjoram? Will I sacrifice an entire dish on an inkling and a curse, well if adding sliced green olives to this tuna pasta salad is any witness, then I am. Cubing sharp cheddar cheese sprung forth with abandon, it was the two cans of tuna that were out of my sphere of reckoning. Never is.
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