When I see a recipe that calls for “cream of yadda-yadda” I always take that as a personal challenge. It’s like that recipe says “Hey…hey, Stacy! Think you can conquer me?! I was made for casseroles, so think again, sista!” Then, of course I have to make the recipe without the soup and then say “Booya” at least 4 times during dinner.
I love Italian food – I think I must be part Italian. I love Mexican food too…and Asian food. I’m Italimexian. Yep, that’s me. Country Italimexian.Continue reading