Brown Butter Parmesan Mashed Potatoes
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Ice packs are a middle school kid’s love language. You probably think it’s pizza or internet memes. I get your confusion: those are definitely treasured displays of affection. But there’s nothing like an ice pack.
Lazy Pumpkin and Pecan Pie Pockets
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I’m so glad you guys turned out to be ALDI fans and nursed me along as I figured out what the store is all about. It’s definitely one of those places you can walk into and not really understand at first. Why all the boxes? Where are the bags? Why are all these carts chained together? What’s good to buy here? But it turns out ALDI is quite the cult phenomenon, so I’m glad I had you here to orient me. In case you missed it, here’s the recap of my first couple of visits.
Two weeks ago, I finally made the journey to ALDI headquarters near Chicago and, in addition to enjoying some excellent coffee and hanging out with the amazing Emily of Sweet Bella Roos, I learned a ton more about this new-to-me grocery store. Here are my top 5 ALDI revelations:
Sausage & Caramelized Onion Breakfast Hash
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One thing I fight against every day is the weird feminine ideal of being quiet and demure. There are continual implications in pop culture (and probably in many of our daily lives) that women talk too much, and that the most attractive women are ones who either know how to shut up or, due to language barriers, have no choice but to shut up.
Check out 14 Comfy Dinner Ideas for Fall
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Portobello and Kale Pizza Bake
I know people have different taste or whatever, but I have trouble believing that anyone actually enjoys eating a kale chip.
I say this as someone who was very excited about the prospect of transforming a flavorless vegetable via heat and salt into a fitting potato chip substitute. I had fantasies of baking up dozens of pounds of kale and snacking continuously without actually amassing any significant numbers of calories. I dreamed of navigating the rest of my days with a pouch of salted kale chips, a coke zero, and not a care in the world.
And then I tasted a kale chip. WHAT DEVILRY IS THIS? It was like eating a salted piece of fireplace ash. Both the chip and my dreams disintegrated on my tongue in withering, bitter, anticlimactic defeat.
Pumpkin Pecan Cream Cheese Spread
Coconut coconut coconut coconut PUMPKINNNNNNNNNNNN coconut coconut coconut…
That’s how I would describe my food cravings over time. In case you haven’t noticed, it’s pumpkin season.
