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Irish Car Bomb Cupcakes

The last time I had an Irish Car Bomb was senior year of college. As I recall, I didn’t even really want to drink it. I hate beer, and I stay away from whiskey if I can help it, but my friend Melissa told me that if I chugged the drink really quickly all the ingredients would mix together and taste exactly like a chocolate milkshake. She LIED. The Car Bomb was nothing like a chocolate milkshake. As I choked down the thick fizzy brew, all I could taste was the bitter yeastiness of Guinness, the burn of cheap whiskey (Canadian Mist), and the faintest hint of sweetness from the generic cream liqueur we bought instead of real Baileys. It. Was. Not. Delicious. I was not happy....

No, dear readers…your eyes do not deceive you. Those are, in fact, Oatmeal Cream Pies. Yup. Little Debbie is back, and she’s better than ever. These cakes are as delicious as they were when we were kids, but not nearly as sweet and processed — a fact for which your grown up taste buds and metabolism will thank you. I mean, you’re still going to want to inhale half a dozen cookies in one sitting, but at least you’ll feel slightly better about doing it. For more pictures and the full recipe, check out my guest post over at the new Mor.sl blog. And while you’re at it, check out the new Mor.sl website for great dinner ideas!

The last time I had homemade slow-cooker pulled pork was at the Summer Supper Club’s Southern Night 2 years go (holy crap, has it really been that long??). I made shrimp & grits, Karen brought over about a ton of tangy pork, and I think there were green beans, potatoes, and biscuits involved too. Yeah. It was an awesome dinner. While I’ve been mainly pulled pork-free since that summer (except for a recent food truck experience…which was awesome), Dan’s been ordering it almost every time we go out to eat — for some reason PP sandwiches are served at all the restaurants we go to around here. A couple nights ago we had dinner with some friends and Dan ordered himself a PP Reuben. He ate half...

So I’ve been told that today is National Banana Bread Day. This is the first time I’ve heard of this “holiday”, but I’m more than happy to celebrate. I love banana bread! It was one of the first things I learned how to bake as a kid — I still remember cutting the recipe out of my Sunday comics one day and taping it into my “recipe book”. I’m pretty sure I made that recipe a billion times between the ages of 10 and 18, but it’s still one of the things my mom’s favorite things to eat for breakfast. Who can blame her? Banana bread is delicious. I’ve said this before, but Dan and I always seem to have overripe bananas lying around. We buy really green bananas over...

Planning a meal for a dinner party is always kind of stressful for me. For one thing, I’m constantly worried there won’t be enough food, so I inevitably over-cook. I blame that on my mom – at Christmas one year she underestimated her guests’ appetites and had to resort to stealthily reheating leftovers from the previous night’s party to keep everyone from noticing all the food was gone. It was super stressful. She hasn’t been the same since. Neither have I, apparently. But even putting aside the dilemma of total food quantity, there are the actual dishes to consider — what will everyone like eating? Are there any vegetarians in the crowd? What should the main course be? Are there enough sides? Will the meal balanced? Is there enough food?!?!?!?!...

It’s T-2 hours and 11 minutes until the Superbowl, guys. I haven’t glanced at a clock in a couple hours, so how do I know that? I’ll tell you how – Dan has been counting down the hours, every hour, on the hour, out loud, since he woke up this morning. Yeah. He is really excited about this game. Can’t really blame him for being all hyped up, though. His team is in the game, and they’re playing against — from what I can tell based on Dan’s enthusiastic heckling — their mortal enemy. Dan’s from Massachusetts, so you can probably guess which team he’s rooting for. The Greatest Team the World Has Ever Seen, with the Greatest Quarterback God Ever Created. Obviously. (I’m not allowed to say...

Have you guys discovered the joys of oven-crisped bacon yet? If you haven’t you’re really missing out. It is so good! Better than griddle bacon, better than pan-fried bacon…this stuff is in a league of its own. For real. To be fair, bacon is pretty much always delicious; but, something magical happens when you cook it on a cooling rack in the oven. I think it’s because when the meat’s not laying in a pool of grease, it gets crispier. Combine that with the fact that the oven’s heat cooks each strip from all sides, and you get the crispest, most evenly looked bacon you’ve ever eaten. Oh, and as a bonus, as the meat sizzles away inside the oven, its heavenly, porky scent fills your...

Happy Chinese Lunar New Year, everyone! I wanted to make something special in honor of the holiday, but I haven’t had much time to cook lately. If I get a chance, I might put together a post featuring some of my favorite Asian recipes. But not today. Today I want to talk to you about pie. Specifically, a luscious, creamy pie loaded with strawberries, drizzled with chocolate, on a sweet graham cracker crust. A pie that’s so rich, so decadent, yet somehow so light that every bite just melts in your mouth. Mmmmmm. Now, I know I tend to get really gushy and poetic every time I talk about desserts, but trust me when I say that this is a really good pie. If you...

Breakfast is a meal that rarely gets eaten in our house. Dan and I both wake up early for work, and neither of us has the energy, motivation or appetite to cook or eat anything in the morning. The only time we really have a chance to sit down and make/enjoy breakfast is during the weekend, but then all Dan wants to do is play video games, and I just want to do sleep until noon. So, it’s a pretty rare treat when one of us gets motivated enough to whip up anything more complicated than coffee in the morning. I was feeling uncommonly energized this morning, so I decided to cook something delicious for us to eat — Apple Pie Pancakes. Let me...

Happy New Year, everyone! Can you believe it’s 2012 already? 20-frickin-12. That means it’s been 20 years since I came to America, 15 years since we left Texas, almost 10 years since high school, a little less than 7 years since Dan and I got together, 5 years since college, 2 years since I left the warm cocoon of higher education/student life forever, and a little over a year since Dan and I successfully navigated the murky waters of home ownership. Yikes! Where does the time go? I have a feeling 2012 is going to be a good year though. New job, new fiance, new furniture (Dan’s uncle gave us a gorgeous Queen Anne hutch over the holidays), new power suits (necessary evil) and, of...

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