Classic Tzatziki

Classic Tzatziki

I love being a grown up. Sure, some aspects are the worst, like taxes. But the freedom of choice you have as an adult is fantastic. I particularly enjoy deciding what I want to cook and when. If I want to fry pumpkin doughnuts the day after eating an undisclosed number of chicken nuggets, I can. If I want to wake up hungover to make homemade “breakfast handpies” (read: pop tarts), I can. And if I want to make certain dishes that my mother tells me to for Easter weekend, I can do that too.

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Hangover Chilaquiles

Hangover Chilaquiles

Last week a few pals and I went out to a Mexican restaurant and did what everyone does at a Mexican restaurant – drank entirely too many margaritas. It was fun while it was happening…not so much the next morning. So I did what every sensible person does to cure a common hangover; I had hair of the dog that bit me. And, no, I’m actually not talking about margaritas (although, that would have been a welcome addition). I made a nice, hearty, totally americanized version of a Mexican brunch!

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