#TBT French Onion Soup

This is every cook’s opinion –
no savory dish without an onion,
but lest your kissing should be spoiled
your onions must be fully boiled.
-Jonathan Swift

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Everyone has different experiences that make them realize they’re officially old… For some it’s getting married, or having a baby, or getting into a graduate program (which I also just did *toot toot* <– my horn); for me, it was when I started having to Google the abbreviations that everyone was using on social media.

For those of you who, like me, aren’t hip to Twitter (#butilikehardtoreadhashtags), #tbt means Throw Back Thursday, so in an effort to imitate digital youth, and update some of the horrid old photos that exist on this blog, I’m instituting my own version of TBT… But if I don’t post something every Thursday, blame it on my non-digital senility. And laziness. I’m lazy.

Here’s the initial post and delicious recipe– I’m leaving the original image at the bottom of the page for a “before and after.” I didn’t want to have any reminders of these embarrassing photos, but I realized that they’re the blog version of Jared holding up his giant fat-pants. Look how far I’ve come, people!

Peter Peter Pumpkin Eater…

“I would rather sit on a pumpkin and have it all to myself, than be crowded on a velvet cushion.”

-Henry David Thoreau

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Pumpkin Ice Cream with Gingersnap Crumble

At one point or another, we all have to face things that we don’t like about ourselves. My revelation came yesterday; I dramatically splashed cold water on my face at the bathroom sink, slowly looked up into the mirror, and said to my sister’s reflection: “I think I’m officially a Craig’s List lurker.”

To which she replied: “Great, can you get the f*@k out now? I’m using the commode.”

(Thankfully) I’m not the kind of CL lurker that trolls for “missed connections” or creepy dom/sub W4M postings, but I can still find a great deal of entertainment on the site… I have become a borderline hoarder due to the Free Furniture section (I’ve been driving around for months with a free chandelier-style lamp in my trunk that has no plug because it’s the kind that attaches directly to the ceiling… and yes, I knew that when I picked it up); but I have also stumbled across some seriously hilarious posts from people trying to actually garner money for what can only be described as pure, unadulterated garbage.

Here’s one of my favorite “for sale” posts:

Looking for a stash of decapitated doll bodies? In search of some filthy plastic amputees? I’m the serial killer that’s ready to tend to your needs! No delivery. Call for directions to my house far from civilization, where no one can hear you scream. [Disclaimer: this was the subtext that I gleaned from the post, not the actual content]

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Another good one:

I honestly don’t think that I can create a better caption for this… dog/goat house says it all.

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I apologize, these postings are totally irrelevant to this pumpkin treat except that I was briefly searching for a used ice cream maker online before I decided to simply employ the same method that I used when making the mocha ice cream last summer. It is SO EASY… Enjoy yo’self.

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Roasted Veggie Couscous…

“The food so nice they named it twice!”

-Dale Denton, Pineapple Express

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Israeli Couscous with Roasted Vegetables and Creamy Greek Dressing

So… It’s been nearly 8 months since I posted a recipe. I’m pretty sure I know this is an UNPRECEDENTED hiatus from Life Should Taste Good, but in my defense… I just didn’t feel like writing. Post-Oklacoma, post-Nick redeploying, post-moving into my 6th new residence in less than three years, I had kinda lost my cooking mojo. What made me take pen to paper again, you may ask? Tuesday-night-Chardonnay number two. I wish it was more profound than that #i’mlying #ilovewine

I personally am not sad that summer is ending; I love a good, warm, gut-hiding poncho and things like fingerless gloves– in case I haven’t been clear, I’m a drunk hobo. Although this dish is kind of summery, it is one of the first things in a long time that has made me go…


I was almost as excited when I tried this couscous as I was when I realized I could put GIFs into my blog. So let’s enjoy the foliage and toast to yet another sweaty summer gone by… Enjoy!

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Dark Chocolate Brownies…

“All you need is love, but a little chocolate now and then doesn’t hurt.”

-Charles Schultz

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      I haven’t always been a big fan of sweets, and chocolate in particular never held much allure until recently. Those commercials where the actress takes a bite of a cocoa-confection and gets just a liiiittle too excited still repulse me… but I think that’s more the absurdity of the message they’re trying to push: candy is life changing [read: all women are sad sacks with chocolate fetishes]. I’m not exactly a bra burning feminist, but this ad genre really grosses me out: Annoying Choco-Promotion; as if high heels, runs in our stockings and big dogs(?) are life’s biggest stressors.

__Someone getting that much pleasure out of a piece of candy makes me feel like their life (and stomach) must be pretty empty, and that is a super bummer.

__Forget the tiny squares of chocolate, I want a giant square of these dense, fudge-like brownies.