Comments on: Hug It Out

By: Fish Piccata | Bon Appetit Hon

Fish Piccata | Bon Appetit Hon — Mon, 16 May 2011 12:01:36 +0000

[...] But the ones that I have gone online and printed out have won me over. Pot Roast Carbonnade? Crispy Skinned Orange Chicken? Braised Pork? All her recipes. And now it looks as though Fish Piccata has earned a spot on [...]

By: Happy Birthday BAH | Bon Appetit Hon

Happy Birthday BAH | Bon Appetit Hon — Tue, 27 Jul 2010 12:04:01 +0000

[...] Hug It Out – Where I use the food blog as my own personal therapy session. [...]

By: Wendi

Wendi — Thu, 14 Jan 2010 12:51:52 +0000

Thanks, The Mistah really doesn’t get enough credit for what he has to put up with being married to me. I am a lucky woman.

By: TheKitchenWitch

TheKitchenWitch — Thu, 14 Jan 2010 12:29:47 +0000

The sign of the Cactus–that’s funny!

Looks like the Mistah did a great job–this was highly entertaining to read!

By: Wendi

Wendi — Wed, 13 Jan 2010 22:08:45 +0000

Emily, the irony of my astrological symbol is totally not lost on me. I am as stereotypical a Cancer as you’ll find – hard exterior but quite vulnerable underneath it all. I also tend to shuffle sideways and flex my pinchers on the dance floor ; )

He made Reubens? That’s a good man. My PCP will be pleased to know that it’s been ages since I’ve had one…but I do love ‘em.

By: Wendi

Wendi — Wed, 13 Jan 2010 22:04:03 +0000

Beth, I think our fellas are smart enough not to actually say these things to us.

By: Wendi

Wendi — Wed, 13 Jan 2010 22:01:16 +0000

The cutting board was where the chicken landed before we gobbled it up so I figured that was a good a place as any to take its picture. I get kind of bored of taking pictures on the same white plates all the time.

By: Wendi

Wendi — Wed, 13 Jan 2010 21:45:59 +0000

I bet our fellas could start their own support group. They put up with a lot but we feed them well!

By: Wendi

Wendi — Wed, 13 Jan 2010 21:42:54 +0000

Thanks Tracy. The Mistah doesn’t get nearly as much credit as he deserves for putting up with my ever changing moods.

By: Emily Revere

Emily Revere — Wed, 13 Jan 2010 18:56:56 +0000

This is so sweet! Well, Wendi, Cancer IS the signof the CRAB!

“Crankypants” is not the term the spouse would use to describe one of my moods. I think he would probably be more likely to liken me to the female canine species. And an alpha one at that!

In truth, my mood over the last couple of months before the move was not the greatest in the world. Sometimes, after working, then fighting my way home and packing to move dinner was the last thing onmy agenda.

In an attempt to live another day the spouse would occasionally volunteer tomake dinner. this was usually met with a derisive WHATEVER!

The last time he offered to make dinner he came home equipped with dark rye bread, swiss cheese, corned beef, coleslaw and potato chips. He declared that HE would make the russioan dressing and we would have Reubens.

They were the most delicious sandwiches ever!

Note to self: allow spouse to piddle around in kitchen more often!

Orange glazed chicken sounds definitely yummy gonna try this for the weekend.