Gluten-Free Pumpkin Pie + Let’s Talk About Thanksgiving Round-Up

Okay, so I got into this whole pie-making fiasco.

The season overtook me. I broke out the big guns and made pie crust from scratch. Shizz got real. Perhaps a little too real.

It all started with these Gluten-Free Buttermilk & Apple Hand Pies. You can head on over to that post and read about the trials and tribulations of baking a pie. Long story short, following directions is not my strong suit. Sometimes I get a little fast and loose with my measurements. Pie crust is not the place for this. Pie crust is math class. There are rules. Luckily there is also butter. This automatically makes pie crust better than math class. Life rule. […]

Bacon & Cranberry Roasted Brussels Sprouts With Honey Dijon Dressing

Okay, so I’ve been getting a little side-dishy lately. We’ve made Butter & Wine Roasted Mushrooms, Bourbon & Honey Glazed Carrots and now I’m punching you in the mouth with these Brussels Sprouts. Thanksgiving is upon us in less than a week, and I just want to make sure you have some bangin’ gluten-free side dish selections to accompany what is sure to be a hefty meal of turkey and all sorts of other incredible things. Is it weird that I am drooling just thinking about it? I plan to imbibe with a Pomegranate Margarita (or two) as well as sink my after-dinner teeth into one of these Gluten-Free Buttermilk Apple Hand Pies. Yes, yes. You guessed it. I will be wearing something spandex. […]

Bourbon & Honey Glazed Carrots

I love bourbon.

It’s  my drink of choice. I’ll take it on the rocks, mixed with pineapple juice, in a Manhattan or in one of these Ginger Fizz Cocktails. I’ll find excuses to slip it into whipped cream or cookies. I’ll even find an excuse to put it on vegetables. That’s what you’re currently looking at. A way of infusing that awesome, rich, bourbon flavor into roasted veggies. I’m realizing now these past few sentences make me sound like a real lush. Ugh. I don’t even know. But, bourbon…let’s get crazy and pour it on some carrots and see what happens. […]

Gluten-Free Buttermilk Apple Hand Pies

I’m not what you’d call a baker.

Meticulous measurements are not my thing. I’ve been known to “wing it” when it comes to cookies and the like. This is where you pick out a recipe and use it as a very loose guideline. It usually involves extra cinnamon and way too many chocolate chips. Perhaps this stems from my distaste for word problems or anything math. Or, perhaps it goes back to my inherent distaste for being told what to do.  As a child, I once willfully poked a fork into my eye, simply because my mother told me not to. I wore this misdeed in the form of an eye patch for a few weeks while the puncture wounds from the tines healed. Not kidding. […]