This is a recipe from one of my good friends who is a TREMENDOUS chef (she teaches cooking classes on the side and is fabulous!)!!! I cannot wait to try this!
You can call me Donna Reed. Well, maybe Betty Crocker instead. Let me explain. I’m on a retro food kick in a big way. And just so I don’t offend anyone, I’m calling retro foods anything that reminds me of my childhood as well, so I’m throwing myself under the bus too when it comes to age! I opted for the Betty Crocker reference instead of Mrs. Reed because she was supposed to represent the picturesque housewife with the perfectly coiffed hair, pressed apron, and sassy little pumps who flitted about a perfectly clean and tidy little home. Hmmmm. Hair – I have some. Apron – I have one. It is stuffed in the back of my entryway closet. Pumps? I like slippers better. And clean and tidy home? A for effort? Betty Crocker was probably perfect too, now that I’m thinking about it. Whatever. Call me JB.
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