Welcome to my second Hello Fresh review. I made this meal Wednesday night, the night that north Atlanta was getting hit with storms for the second time in 3 days. I was afraid for a while that I was going to have to cook by candlelight, but luckily the power only flickered a couple of times…
Let’s just jump right in to my first Hello Fresh review. I subscribed last week and my first box arrived today with 3 meals. I decided to start with the pork chops and mushroom gravy – mostly because I already have a really great pork chop and mushroom gravy recipe that I like and I…
Happy St. Patrick’s Day! Everyone in the blogging world is posting Irish recipes today, so I might as well join in with a family recipe for Irish soda bread. This is my maternal grandfather’s recipe, which I’m pretty sure he got from his Irish mother. It’s a little different from the traditional version which is…
I’m not generally a fan of sweet things for breakfast. My tastes run more to the savoury – eggs, bacon, biscuits, gravy, those kinds of things. Every now and then, though, I do get a craving for a pancake or a waffle and sometimes I especially get a craving to have a sweet breakfast-for-dinner. A…
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