I don’t ask for much in order to have a perfect winter evening. A fire going in the fireplace. Sweats, warm socks, and slippers on my feet. A nice hearty stew or thick, velvety soup. Some sort of warm, crusty bread to go with said stew or soup. A good movie, perhaps, or just some … Continue reading »
I grew up in a family that was pretty fond of casseroles. If it could be baked in a 9 x 13 dish and serve a small crowd, we were fans. If it contained some sort of Campbell’s condensed soup and was topped with something fried and/or crunchy, even better. A good casserole was always … Continue reading »