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*repeat performance.

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Have you ever had dinner with a food blogger?

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*hot like wasabi.

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There are plenty of reasons, on your average weekday afternoon, why I decide not to go home and cook.
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*simply the nest.

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Ain't that just a sunny vision?!

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*bon 'chovy.

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There's no question in my mind that if I had limitless funds, energy, and time, I would blog every single day.

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*hot hot heat.

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So, a funny thing happened on the way to this black bean soup ...

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*popper sliders.

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True confession time? Cooking burgers makes me nervous.

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*friday special.

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My friends, I am tired.

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*that's a wrap.

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Have I mentioned how much I love a sandwich?

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*shawarma chameleon.

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My darlings, I'm ever so sorry for the unintentional hiatus I inadvertently went on—I can't think what has been going on that would distract me from blogging ...

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*wonder ball.

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While I consider myself to be a relatively modest person (all things in moderation, after all), I can't help but want to toot my own horn a little bit on this one. 

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*october fest.

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Look, Ma! I made dessert!

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*hash it out.

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I'm jumping forward a little bit and posting this ahead of some others I have in the wings because I just couldn't resist—look at that sunny yellow nugget! How can you resist?

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*bueno relleno.

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I suppose it's becoming more and more obvious all the time that we like ourselves some Mexican food around here. 

I have many friends who love a good chile relleno, and while I do appreciate them, I tend not to order them because I don't want to miss out on soft tortillas and crisp pico de gallo and cool, crunchy lettuce.

I'm a tacos al carbon girl, as a rule.

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*neato burrito.

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This one might seem a little insane (but I swear I'm not the first to try it; it's not an original idea!): the chicken tikka masala burrito.
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*which came first?

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OK, universe, I hear ya! It is not asparagus season any longer.

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*my pan overfloweth.

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I am many things when I am in the kitchen: I am busy, I am focused, I am thrilled and open and curious and excited. The one thing I am not is calm. 

Or very good at estimating volume.

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*bowled over.

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They're predicting my fair city to get somewhere between 3 and 4 inches of rain over the next couple of days, which makes this afternoon—with noisy drops falling on my windows and skies sagging and gloomy enough to belie the still-warm temperatures outside—a lovely time to revisit this happy bowl of heat.

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*piggy hoagie.

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I thought I was biased because I have a disproportionate love for every kind of sandwich, but it turns out they really do make for ideal weeknight dinners: fast, low-stress, and ever so happy in your tummy.

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*cloudy with a chance.

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Despite my affinity for all manner of rich foods—primarily fried potatoes and melted cheese—I feel equally strongly that there has to be something to break up the heaviness (a vegetable, some shocking spiciness) so that you don't end a meal with a brick in your stomach and a vaguely queasy feeling.

I like fresh tomatoes on my pizza and spinach in my dips and happy, crunchy cabbage in my fried rice. I'm not going to eat an Alfredo sauce unless it has 17 tablespoons of dried crushed red pepper in it.
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*adaptation.

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What you see before you is slightly odd, which I know is not what you've come to expect on the Woodside. 

Ahem.



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*unholy trinity.

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LSis says I can't let the Woodside occupy this particular corner of the Internet with that as my last post. So I'm back! And I made a ridiculously unseasonable dish for September in Alabama!


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*november challenge, obliterated.

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Where have I been? Well, let's just say that the November Challenge was met with something much more challenging, something so tenaciously difficult that arbitrary goal-setting just didn't have the same meaning it once had. Which is to say, any at all. 

What do you eat in hospitals, in ICUs and CCUs and PCUs? Who knows. Who cares? There are foods that we call comfort foods, normally the creamy, starchy, cheesy sorts of foods, and I know that I for one turn to them over and over again for all the soothing warmth and fullness that they do provide. But then there are things for which there is no comfort.


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I am a work in progress. I perpetually need a hair cut. I'm totally devoted to my remarkable nieces and nephew. I am an elementary home cook and a magazine worker bee. (Please criticize my syntax and spelling in the comments.) I think my dog is hilarious. I like chicken and spicy things. I have difficulty being a grown-up. Left to my own devices, I will eat enormous amounts of cheese snacks of all kinds.

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