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  • ...is a happy, ordinary, middle-aged, suburban woman who paints odd pictures, gardens in a straw hat, lives with the love of her life, is owned by one cat and the ghosts of several others, and walks a little funny 'cause she has a fake leg. She started this website because there's more to life than what we lose, and we need to let each other know what's possible, even if it's only a happy, ordinary life.

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John Foraker

Thanks for these ideas. I love it, because I have been working with Annie's for a long time, and I just found something new. I am trying your mushroom dish on Sunday evening. I think my picky kids will like it. Thank you for the recipe inspiration!

Regards

John (CEO Annie's) :)

Sara

John! What a pleasure to see you here. Now I can thank you in person for a lovely product line. Big improvement over the 6-for$1 generics; huge improvement! And you guys are local here in MA, so that makes me even happier.

I hope your kids love the dish. I should also point out that I only got the idea to use any kind of yogurt at all from your boxes, so thank you for that inspiration. I favor the organic Butterworks Farm brand from VT; makes a lovely, clean sauce base, not just in this application.

Cheers!

The Goldfish

Well done Sara, will definitely try these out - all of them (though one at a time may be wise). Thanks for sharing :-)

Librarian Girl

WOW! What a great post! Thank you for that!

Gawd I am hungry now.

Sara

Thank you, ladies!

Goldfish, I hope you enjoy whatever you do try. Please also let me know if any of my instructions are inaccurate or unclear. Some of this stuff, as you know from trying to do this yourself, gets a little tricky to explain.

Librarian Girl, my pleasure. I hope you are able to sate your hunger deliciously, and soon.

jeanne

Hi Sara--more food porn for you, complete with photo. This one uses homegrown zucchini, potatoes, and onion.

http://www.assertivepatient.com/2007/08/depressing-mond.html

I don't really cook with recipes these days. In fact, I got rid of two-thirds of my cookbooks in a recent purge.

Jeanne

Sara

Thank you, Jeanne! Yum!

I will keep my cookbooks 'til I die. I keep buying more. I don't use 'em most of the time, either, but I love them.

I preordered from BN the first cookbook by extremely talented Clotilde at Chocolate & Zucchini. When it arrived, I sat down and read it with a big mug of cocoa. Porn. Pure porn. :) But also literature. Storytelling. A great food writer is a loving teller of tales, not just a subtle taster or inventive chef.

I don't use a cookbook to make dinner, either, and that made it kind of challenging for me to do this meme. Though I will often use convenience foods such as those listed above to satisfy the palate of my true love, I rarely make exactly the same thing twice, usually letting the ingredients on hand direct me. But sometimes I have to use recipes because my memory absolutely sucks. So I use the ones I've jotted down over the years or that my mother before me wrote down for things like pancakes and specific kinds of cookies and cakes because I simply cannot remember anymore how many cups or teaspoons make the correct proportions. Sad but true. And the recipe for those brownies I will make you when the weather cools off originated in someone else's cookbook, too.

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