When I was little, I always gave my mom a hard time about making orzo. I picked a fight every time we ate it because “it’s not pasta, it’s rice!” and would have to sit there and (un)patiently listen to her tell me that orzo is, in fact, pasta. It was a whole big thing. But I’m over it (sorry, Mom). Even though it still LOOKS a lot like rice. Just saying.
Anywho, Mom sent me some
rice orzo in a care package awhile back, and I recently discovered the last half of the package sitting in my pantry. “Eureka!” I thought. “I’ll make some orzo!” [read more...]
Last Saturday was a pretty important holiday in our house. Bigger than Easter or Thanksgiving or Cinco de Mayo or St. Patrick’s day and ALMOST as big as Christmas (Christmas has CAROLS. Contest over.) But ours is a holiday that brings together all our friends from college – from a zillion different places – for a night that is THE.BEST.NIGHT.OUT.OF.ALL.THE.NIGHTS.EVER.
Last Saturday, my friends, was the GLORIOUS holiday of FAKESGIVING. Not-quite-a-real-thanksgiving (hence the “fake” part), but DEFINITELY awesome enough to merit its own title and a permanent place on our holiday calendar. (Think turkey legs being awarded as prizes to a lucky few while the Bulls walk-out song plays in the background or grown frat boys dancing to Cher with the wine/beer/tequila a-flowin’.) We like to call it the greatest holiday you’ve never heard of. Maybe next year I’ll have it together enough to take pictures. (But probably not). [read more...]