Something tasty this way comes.

But first . . . thanks to everyone for sticking with me during a slow blog month while my personal life was anything but.  All our junk has officially been moved from the old house to the new one and my happy little blog (one too many Bob Ross posts on Facebook lately) can finally return for you to put your foots, er, eyes on.

In other words . . . I’M BACK!

Now then, let’s get to it.

It’s that time, my favorite time, it’s Foodie Pen Pals time!

We’ll get the business out of the way first.

Click here to check out my previous posts where I use my entire Foodie Pen Pals box to wage culinary war against myself, Chopped style.

Click here to check out The Lean Green Bean who founded this whole program and keeps us all in line.

If you have no idea what I’m talking about, you must be new here and hopefully you catch on quickly.

I sent a box of “regional foods” to Vicente of Vittle Monster who blogs daily eats out of sunny California.

I received a box of food from Robin of Red Robin’s Nest, blogging out of Texas.

Newbies, you see how this all works right?  Good.

Here’s my loot for the month, straight out of the mailbox!

Good thing The Pete was napping when the mailman came or he’d have snagged all the goods for himself.

Clearly Robin really wanted to see a challenge this month because the box she sent was jam packed full of random tasty stuff.  Apple chips. Crackers.  A praline.  Trail mix.  Tea.  Honey.  A Larabar.  A Think Thin bar.  Nut butters.  Oh, and a recipe!  All wrapped in a Whole Foods Grocery Bag and sealed with the prettiest tape you ever did see.  Whew.

Now for the challenging part . . . to put all this together into one rocking meal.

Wait.  The “rocking” meal was my AC/DC Big Balls post.  How bout I just make breakfast instead.

Honestly, I didn’t think two thinks about my monthly self imposed challenge till yesterday, Tuesday morning, three days after we threw a huge party at our new pad . . .  and only one day after we finished clearing out and cleaning the old place.

I’m either an excellent multitasker or a glutton for punishment.

It’s a good thing I waited though, because our abundance of leftovers (aka GOBS of hamburger buns) sparked a creative flicker that quickly became foodie pen pal fire.  It’s late.  Excuse the tired recycled imagery.

I’d like to present to you . . .

Foodie French Toast, Pen Pal Style

Here’s the haps.

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I’d like to dedicate this installment of Stuck in Husband’s Head to a very calm, serene gentleman who’s restful lullaby-esque melodies were instrumental in the training for, and completion of, my first 5K race on Tuesday.

Mr. W.K., thank you for your contributions that led to me finishing first overall out of thousands of runners in my age division, even though the cheap-ass event coordinators don’t recognize my victory because they did not separate dvisions to exact birth day and hour like I do.


Andrew W.K. – Party Hard

Moving Stinks.  It does, it really really does.

We hired movers for the furniture and some heavier boxes, however they brought too small a truck so we are still hauling quite a bit in my old Jeep.  It’s 20 miles each way in an SUV that gets about 15 miles to the gallon.

Moving stinks.  It does, it really really does.

Please blame my utter exhaustion for any and all posts the next few weeks that stink.  Much like moving.  Did I mention moving stinks?

Moving stinks.  It does, it really really does.

I’ve only gotten one room painted so far.

It’s a lovely green color now.  Hearts of Palm to be exact.  It’s The Pete’s room and I’ll post an official update later on.  I like things official.  See, see, the exhaustion is making my type kinda odd things.  Moving on.  Did I mention moving stinks?

Moving stinks.  It does, it really really does.

We do have some new neighbors that I get to pass by every time I come and go though.

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Please play this song as you read this post

We’ve come a long long way together

Through the hard times and the good

I have to celebrate you baby

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I’d like to start off by saying I would be a much better blogger if this were my full time job.  I have a crap ton of ideas, but precious little time to implement them in.

I keep a blue spiral notebook for around the house to jot notes in and downloaded the Color Note app to my cell for all those away from home revelations.

And I have a lot of revelations.  Unfortunately I have a tendency not to document my genius fully to the extent that when I look back on it I have no idea what I was thinking.  Where exactly did my inspiration come from and where was it headed?  Could it have been the best post ever if I had juuuuuuust written one measly explanatory sentence?

Today I’d like to share with you some original notes and my current guess as to what I may have been thinking.

For funsies I asked for The Husband’s thoughts as well.


Joanna:  Clearly I must have been referring to myself here.  My wit.  My personality.  My ability to attract people to me like bacon snacks attract poodles.  Insert darty eyes here.  Right then, I may also have been considering a remake of the old TV show Dynasty but the main characters are not a wealthy oil family, but instead a wealthy olive oil family.

Husband: This was obviously a Million Dollar idea for the next fashion trend for those that unfortunately fail at Calee’s #OperationPantsFit.  Dynamic Elastic, aka Dynastic, for those #UnFitfluential folks who need a little more room in the yoga pants waistband than today’s inferior elastic provides.


Joanna:  All I can think of now is that Felicity episode where Sean Blumberg develops a new condiment called Smoothaise.  It is possible I was planning on developing my own condiment and making a million dollars.  Or maybe I wanted to open a restaurant called Schmear with the world’s largest condiment bar.  You have your choice of a bagel or toast and then you schmear on your favorite toppings.  Clearly both these ideas are winners.

Husband: You know what’s not a winner? An OB/GYN with a lisp that performs all tests.

Good Ideas

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Pure Genius.

Listen to this entire album and try not to put it on Repeat.

Which track is better than this one? Who knows.


Girl Talk – Feed The Animals


If you follow Supermom you know she’s been doing a monthly post on Kids’ Reads.

Ever the supportive friend, I toss aside my Non Mommy Bloggerhood and join in the fun.

True to who I am however, I do manage to relate my food blog to my kids’ reads.  Last month it was cheese, eggs, pheasant and beef.  This month it’s Tootsie Rolls!

No, I tease, it’s not really.  There are snacks though, but we’ll get to that.

I’d like to present Please Don’t Tease Tootsie by Margaret Chamberlain.

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According to Lindsay at The Lean Green Bean, tweeting from a blog conference, I am supposed to “use a big, nice picture at the beginning of your (my) post to draw people in.”

Guy dressed like a giant biscuit.  I’d say that qualifies, don’t you?  I’m calling this one done!

Now that that’s out of the way, let’s get down to biscuitness, er, business.

The Midwestern Family attended a festival this past weekend.  Are you wondering what kind of festival?  Well, just stop wondering because I’ve decided it doesn’t really matter.  Aside from one or two booths (maybe three but that’s pushing it) the star of the show wasn’t actually the star of the show.  It was many of the same food vendors as many of the other local festivals.  There were lots of craft vendors, but no featured item crafts.  There was a library book sale.  We came away with a few books.  It was not a library festival.  Despite the fact I regret the item listed on all the signs was not featured more prominently we all had a nice nice time.

But just for kicks I’m gonna present this weekend by way of regrets.

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The Pete decided to wake Mama up at 5:00 a.m on Sunday morning, so with a measly five hours of sleep under my robe belt I trudged sleepily through the day.

This may or may not have resulted in me clumsily knocking an entire Steak n’ Shake Caramel Apple shake on the hardwood floor.  Sigh.  The Husband asked if I could slurp some off the top, but as I don’t recall the last time I cleaned the floor I declared it a total caramel fatality.  I did not take a picture.  Couldn’t see straight through the sobbing.

Thus you will only be receiving a small bite of my genius today, rather than an entire meal.  This brings me to a quick question for my regular readers (if you are just stopping by randomly you don’t get a say here, sorry).  I try to provide 2 – 3 quality posts a week with decent wit, sarcasm and pretty, pretty staged and edited pictures.  Would you all prefer to read quick daily posts, like this one, in addition to my regularly scheduled programming because I am so awesome and you can’t stand the thought of not hearing from me even if the post is short and sub par with completely unedited photos . . . or continue on business as usual?

I won’t be offended if it’s business as usual, swear.  I often find the daily bloggers hard to keep up with,  I’m not exactly big-time here although The Husband told a banana salesman over the weekend that I was.  Ha!

Speaking of bananas, here’s a quick preview of some things to come when I’ve caught that mythical creature called sleep.

– Joanna

P.S.  WordPress asks me on each post for a “focus keyword” to help with search engine optimization.  I totally used “giant biscuit”.

P.P.S.  WordPress also asks for a “meta description,” or rather a few sentences describing my post, that appears on an internet search after my post title. Apparently “awesomesauce” is not recognized as a word.  Pity.

Question of the Day: More please or keep on keepin’ on?

TGIF right?  Right.  Speaking of Friday’s, am I the only person who refuses to eat at that restaurant unless it’s actually Friday?

I mean, believe it or not, it’s not always Friday and one shouldn’t pretend that it is.  Take right now for instance.  Though you may be reading this on Friday, it’s really 9:44 p.m. on Thursday.  Wait, no, now it’s 9:45 p.m.

I almost titled this post Flopless, because despite its humdrum beginning that may suggest a flop, it really is all about pizza.  Pizza that doesn’t flop when you pick it up.  Flopless Pizza.

But isn’t most pizza flopless?  No.  It’s not.  Back in the day I briefly suggested you all try cauliflower crust pizza.  It’s tasty, but floppy.  So floppy it’s really more of a knife and fork pizza.

If there’s one thing that makes you feel old it’s eating pizza with a knife and fork.

Have you noticed the word “it’s” is used a lot in this post already.  It’s very popular with me today.

Have you also noticed the jumping about?  Frankly I am tired from all the packing and box moving so this is just what you get.  It’s just how it is.    Try this pizza, it’ll make up for it.

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