Lately, recipe blogs have been inspiring me to share my family recipes. Except all I got are croutons. Well actually toast. Cold toast. I got cold toast.

Hello, awesome readers!

The title to this post is not entirely true. And by entirely, I mean not at all.

You want to talk family recipes? Let me tell you about family recipes.

I got gravy like nobody’s business. I got homemade soup. I got cabbage rolls. You think you know cabbage rolls? Trust me. You do not know cabbage rolls until you try my grandma’s (may she rest in peace). I got chicken potpie. I got tortiere. Even if you don’t like tortiere, you’ll like MY family recipe for tortiere. I got perorgies. Spell check is being an asshole because anybody who is ANYBODY knows perogies. Although you may have to be a little Romanian or Ukrainian. I got dill pickles that have the power to convert even the most anti-dill pickle of people. Oh and you want to talk about home made beans? Well I got COWBOY BEANS, which are Clint Eastwood-approved. Or would be if we knew him personally.

Of course you realize that I’ve never actually succeeded at making any of these things but I AM related to them, which is almost the same.

All that to say that I’ve decided to take out my bread-making machine. Stay tuned for the next generation of ~~#KitchenFails~~ family recipes. Although I’m pretty sure that my family is ready to come out publicly with stories about how I’m adopted.

PS. I’m not really adopted. I’m pretty sure that my kitchen is though.

Some of my fave recipe blogs:

Hot Dogs & Wine

Food Retro

The Pioneer Woman

That’s all I got. Would love to read about yours!