Sunday, March 22, 2009
12 oz. Chicken Broth, (as a replacement for beer)
8 oz. Sharp Chedder Cheese
8 oz. Aged Swiss Cheese
1 tsp. of Salt
1/4 Tsp Pepper
2 tbls. Flour
Dash of Garlic Powder
Shred all the cheese and throw everything into the crockpot. Let it simmer for about and hour and a half. Stir often.
I used slices of polish sausages and sourdough bread to dip in the Fondue. It was delicious! The Chicken Broth was a delicious alternative for Beer. Which we felt guilty buying.
I also made Chicken Divan. Which is a great meal that I always requested as a child. The boys really like this. It makes for a simple and yummy casserole.
3 lbs Boneless Chicken Breast
2 cans Cream of Chicken
1 cup Mayonaise
2 TBLS. Curry Powder
1 Bag of Frozen Broccoli
2 cups shredded Chedder Cheese
1 cup bread crumbs
Heat oven to 375. Mix Cream of Chicken, Mayo, and Curry together to create sauce. Cube and place thawed chicken into a 9x13 oven safe pan. Mix Sauce, Chicken and Broccoli together in pan. When mixed, place a layer of cheese and bread crumbs on top for "crust." Bake for 1 hour. Then eat!
For more wonderful recipes check out my Mom's cooking blog!
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
This isn't the worst fight scene in the world. It is only a tribute.
Greenbrier had a talent show. We thought we were talented enough to participate. My roommate Melissa is the Narrator, Megan is Capt. Kirk, and I am the lizard. We based it off of our love for a Youtube video of the same title, minus the tribute... because we tributed the video. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z1eFdUSnaQM
Monday, March 16, 2009
Friday, March 13, 2009
Life has been flying by for me. It's like I haven't had a break in a while. Before I know it the weekend is here again. Then the weekend flies by and it is school again. I think what I need is a day when I sleep in. Like until noon. Who knows when that will happen.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
[ Snowball effect on Kristen] : is a "figurative" term for a process that starts from an initial state of smallness and builds upon herself becoming larger.
Let me begin with Walmart is evil. Why on earth would they tempt me with the dessert of the Gods all wrapped up in a package of 12 for $3? Serious. The temptation was too much. Now I have eaten 6 in two days. My innards are screaming for more. They can't help it. The thought of delicious cream filled chocolate cake, enveloped in a marshmallow shell and topped with pink coconut. Heavenly.
I am grateful my wonderful, fabulous and awesome roommate Natalie bought some too. I'm at least not alone in this conquest of deliciousness.
Half my family is utterly disgusted by coconut. It makes me sad. I see no reason why they can't enjoy it. As a child I had to listen to complaint after complaint of "why someone would put coconut in dessert?" I was the child in the baking cabinet eating the shredded coconut by the handful. I loved it.
My love of pink snowballs began at an early age. My Mom used to take us to the Hostess/Wonderbread discount store. A reward for us acting properly was that she would allow us to choose one hostess snack to take home. I loved the Hostess Store. It has so many good memories. I can picture it now. The wall of bread, the cart section as you enter the store.... and the metal crates, filled with pies, ho hos, cupcakes, and my beloved Snowballs. I always got the snowballs, without fail. I couldn't wait till my Mom "finally" approached the cash register. The woman would slide my snowballs across the scanner and I would be in heaven.
My first recollection of pink snowballs occurred when I was about 4 or 5. My Mom, who is very creative, had made this birthday cake. It was a pink bunny with green grass around it... and a pink snowball tail. That was my first taste, and that is what has driven my love of snowballs my whole life. Whenever I look at snowballs I remember that cake. How delicious it was and how that tail was a changing point in my life.
I think I'm addicted.