Month: December 2018

Most of my readers here know my first name is LeiLani. My real name. I can’t make this shit up. My parents hated me. (All true.) A lot of friends call me Lei. At work it’s either LeiLani or Lee. Just don’t call me Lani or Lonnie. I hate that shit. We did Christmas yesterday…

Merry Christmas. Happy Yule. Happy Hanukkah. Happy Kwanzaa. Whatever holiday you celebrate, I hope you spend in peace and joy. After bragging – sort of – about home cooking, the past couple of days have been takeout and cobbled-together leftovers in our world. My darling hubby’s been fighting the Coughing Sneezles for days and decided…

Another food entry. So sue me. I lllluuuuuuurves me some lasagna. I’d claim it was my favorite food, but, well, FOOD is my favorite food. Ahem. So, when my body tanked and decreed I can no longer be on my feet for more than about 30 seconds straight, I’ve found ways to bastardize a lot…

Well, Dangerspouse, I used your suggestion for the lamb with raspberry and rosemary (and garlic). I must confess, while I’ve cooked a lot of different cuisines over the years, this is my first experience with flambé. (I used brandy, by the way.) Luckily it was easy to do and the end result was terrific. If…

Dangerspouse is always promoting home cooking. Well, he promotes gourmet cooking. I proudly do the hack-job version thereof. A couple of days ago I bought salad and a rotisserie chicken from the grocery store, because I was in too much pain to even think of cooking that day. If I’d put something into the crock…