The holidays are a time for fun, family and…FOOD. Whether you like it not, temptation is all around you. So, either you embrace it, or wind up severely depriving yourself of a good time. The choice is yours. Me? I’m embracing it. Life is short!
Pop quiz! What’s better than caramel, apples and cinnamon in the fall? Answer: nothing! Seriously though, the combination is a classic warmer weather combo, and one that I just can’t get enough of. My recent post highlighting Fireball Cider Jell-O Shots, is proof of that!
If you’re a twenty or thirty-something, it’s almost a sure bet that if you threw a party at your house, you were left with a bottle (or some remnants) of Fireball Whiskey. For whatever reason, it’s become one of those classic party staples. (I’m still trying to figure out why, to be honest…)
I’m not really sure when exactly it was that I got into food and cooking, but it’s something that I have been interested in for as long as I can remember. It all started with my grandma. My mom’s mom. The cutest little Romanian woman who had the food sense of a goddess. No measuring cups, no recipes, nothing – she just did her thing in the kitchen.