Pioneer woman pasta!

You guys! Look what I made in my teeny kitchen! It's this with a few exchanges and additions if you wanna make it too.

Last night I became a Minnesota Woman.

You guys! To celebrate living in Minnesota for almost eight years (minus one year we'll call "bi-coastal internship year") I decided last night that it was high time I conquer the almighty tater tot hot dish. Turns out it's so, so simple. And tasty. LOOK!

Pre-cheese.

Post-cheese.

Basically, brown some ground beef (or ground turkey), mix in a cream of broc soup and a cream of potato soup, some frozen veggies, some extra corn because corn is scrumptious, and some milk because cows are nice, then line the top with frozen tots, cook for 30 min. on 350, add some grated chee' on top, then pop the sucker back in the oven for 10 minutes. Then nom!

This will either make you giggle or puke.

Ready for a whopping dose of adorable? I give you the top three reasons Tom and Anna are the cutest couple this side of the Mississip'.

1. Bread-staches. A creative use of that middle chunk you get at Erbs and Gerbs.

2. This video.



3. The cutest couple blog (besides TP) known to man.

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BACON COOKIES!

I can't believe I forgot to tell you this, but listen. Listen to me right now. One of my good friends is a professional chef. She's talented and creative and when I had swine flu last year she brought me homemade chicken soup, cinnamon applesauce, snickerdoodle cookies, and something else really good that I can't remember what it was (probs because of the swine). Luckily for me, she lives a few blocks down the street, and also luckily for me, a couple weeks ago she muttered the two greatest sentences I have ever heard: "We can't go out for sushi because I have to make bacon chocolate chip cookies. Just come over here."

So I went, and was greeted with sushi, pounds and pounds of cooking bacon wafting into my nose holes and sizzling before my very eyes, and my own chopsticks for which to eat said sushi and snag bits of chocolate chip cookie dough, pre, post, and during the cookie baking process. I am a lucky woman, no?

I'm really, really good at making lunch.

Goo!

Gleee!

Haroom!

Aoogaaoooga!

Blaaaard!

Ooooo baby!

Bleeeeeeeep!

Surbleeburblee!

Yummer City!

Yoweezowee!

Loopsiedoopsie!

Yammers!

Healthorama!

Blitzenburpen!

Deliciousnacity!

Cheeseorama!

Hey-o!

Featuring: banana, peanut butter, pretzels, blackberries, wrap, grapes, strawberries, avocado, pepper jack cheese, summer sausage, apple, pickles, string cheese, rice cake, salami, lettuce, blueberries, baked cheetos, luna bar, mac and cheese, cheese curds, cucumbers, carrots, peppers, hummus, pasta salad, olive bread, broccoli, cauliflower, melon, olives, peaches, cheddar cheese, granola bar, cinnamon apple sauce, crackers, butternut squash soup, provolone cheese, mint brownie, raspberries, cottage cheese.

I didn't say it was healthy. But nothing short of delicious...

Drunk-cooking not advisable.

Come along with me, to a snapshot of my life:

It's 2:30 am on a Monday night. (Yes, I know, technically it's a Tuesday morning but shh I'm telling a story.) A 24-year-old girl shuffles home from the bar, up three flights of stairs to her apartment, and smiles as she gazes dreamily upon a stew that has been dutifully crock potting itself for the last six hours. If she can depend on nothing else, my good people, she can depend on this delectable vat of turkey chowder.

She feels a little cloudy-headed as one in her situation would, and is mightily amused and distracted by her phone buzzing with messages from her sentimental pals with the desire to giggle and delight over the antics of the evening. She boils some water, throws some egg noodles in, and starts transferring the stew to a hefty 3-gallon pot.

The noodles finish! She stirs them into the potato/corn/turkey/carrot concoction and tells herself that this stew is one step away from perfection...and that step is named "a generous dash lemon pepper". She shakes the lemon pep over the top of the stew - but wait! - something is amiss. She immediately feels confused about the texture and look of the ingredient. Upon closer inspection, she realizes that she has just covered her stew in...CINNAMON!

And instead of scraping the cinnamon off and salvaging the taste of the soup, she, in her unreasonable state, stirs it in. All the way in. Thus dooming her future sober self to roughly two gallons of cinnamon-flavored turkey chowder.

Stupid, stupid girl.

A culinary tour of Portie Pants.

First, a warning: This post will make you hungry. Second, what you need to know: the lady pirates of Truth Pirates decided to attend the infamous Truth Pirates convention located in Portland, OR (the land of plentiful eats) this weekend. Here are some pictures of what we ate to make your mouth jealous. Enjoy!