Most weeks call for less-than-special meals. But every now and again, I like to surprise Husby with a mid-week meal that looks impressive, tastes like an upscale restaurant, but doesn’t ask me to be…
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I have a crow to pluck. It’s called dying all things green on St. Patrick’s Day. Somehow pesto just seemed a bit more appealing, than say, green eggs. Dyed foods kinda have the adverse…