Or wrap them into a beef-and-bacon pie along with some craisins and prunes. (Yes, the recipe calls for raisins. Craisins work better.)

I have a recipe for fried rice that I refer to as my “trashy fried rice” recipe.

One of the reasons my Registered Dietitian loves me is that she doesn’t have to tell me “superfood” is a marketing term.  The word makes her legitimately stabby.

I recently completed the month-long collection process for the very nice man who does the basic janitorial services for our condo building - he also deals with our dumpsters and recylcing bins, so we love him to death as it can be hard to find one firm that will do both. We’re not a huge building, but it totaled up to…

I will note that they can - and happily, do - accept cookies.

*Looks at honey-chocolate cake she just glazed and decorated for her favorite restaurant, where they definitely know her and her husband by name*

Squid’s considered seafood - it’s a cephalopod, so closer to shellfish than traditional fish - so I don’t think it’s considered meat.

I noted above - for some reason it helps settle my stomach.  No idea why it does a better job than ginger ale in the air, but it does.

I hoarded AmEx points a looooong time so we could fly Virgin Atlantic Upper Class to and from London last year.

Bloody Mary Mix, no booze, a nearly overflowing cup of ice.

See also, Ina Garten’s Rosemary Roasted Cashews (which also feature some cayenne pepper for a more mellow heat)

I think my mother would have said that.  🤣

I don’t know about receiving a specific gift - my family has a lot of food traditions about the holidays, so no particular kitchen tool or food as a gift stands out. (Though I miss my late great-aunt’s strufolli.) But giving food gifts? Yes.

I’m feeling your story so hard, Aimee.

Or, in my case, peak “my calf/knee injury is flaring up and hiking boots are better than orthopedic shoes for sturdy support” fashion. I’d rather not drive in them, but it’s better than more PT.

See, ricotta-stuffed shells are a Christmas Eve dish in my family.

In the early days of TSA just after 9/11, I got “randomly selected” a lot. Because I have Sicilian heritage - with my olive skin and long, dark, curly hair, along with a maiden name that has a vaguely Middle-Eastern tinge to it (if you’re looking hard enough, that is - I think it looks and sounds like a background…

I can’t even begin. I have so many mugs I either love because they fit my hand well - an issue when you have old thumb injuries - or because they’re silly or sentimental.

The salmon was amazing - I think I ate it almost every city we went to (Loch & Fyne has a sampler that was four different cures and was SO fucking good).

I missed those! We stayed up at the big Hilton on North Bridge right by the Royal Mile - hoarding AmEx points to turn into double Hilton Points FTW! - and were across the street from The Scotsman Hotel. Which has the Grand Cafe.  Which had a tidy selection of gins and tonics.  It was an excellent stumble from our…