It's Not About Nutrition

Let me tell you something right now: if you put a platter of these Italian pinwheels on your table, you better grab one for yourself before the guests show up—because they will be gone. I’ve learned that lesson the hard way. More than once. I started making these little roll-ups years ago for my son’s soccer banquet. Back when I was still trying to impress the PTA moms with “something other than brownies.” Turns out, all it took was some salami, cheese, and cream cheese in a tortilla. Go figure. They’ve been part of my appetizer rotation ever since—and for …

You ever have one of those days where you wake up already tired, peek in the fridge, and think, What in the world is for dinner tonight? Happens to me more often than I care to admit — especially when life gets busy and my brain’s too full to plan a proper meal. That’s exactly why I keep this 3 Packet Pot Roast tucked in my back pocket — or more accurately, my old, trusty recipe binder that’s got coffee rings and scribbles in the margins. It’s the kind of no-fuss supper that pretty much cooks itself while you’re off …

You know what? Some days, you just need chocolate. Not the fancy truffles you hide in the back of the pantry — I mean warm, melty, spoon-it-out-of-the-pot chocolate. The kind that fills your whole house with that rich, nostalgic smell and makes the kids wander in asking, “Is it ready yet?” These slow cooker hot fudge brownies are my secret weapon for days like that — or nights when you realize everyone wants dessert but nobody wants to wash ten mixing bowls. Four ingredients, one pot, no oven, and they taste like you worked a whole lot harder than you …

You know, some foods just have a way of tugging at your heartstrings. For me, it’s corn dogs. There’s something about that golden, crispy coating, the salty bite of hot dog, and the sweet smell of fried cornmeal that takes me right back to county fairs, long summer evenings, and my mama yelling at me not to run with a stick in my mouth. These cheesy corn dog bites? They take all that nostalgia and turn it into something bite-sized, easy to share, and even easier to love. And with cheddar cheese folded right into the batter? Oh, honey — …

When I was a kid, summer meant two things: long afternoons where the air felt heavy and sweet, and more zucchini than anyone knew what to do with. My mom used to say if you left your car door unlocked in July, you’d come back to find the back seat full of squash from some well-meaning neighbor. And honestly? She wasn’t wrong. That’s why this zucchini cornbread casserole is such a gem. It takes that humble box of corn muffin mix you probably have in your pantry, folds in fresh zucchini from the garden (or the grocery store—no judgment here), …

A Sweet Slow Cooker Hug You know what? I can’t look at a bunch of spotty bananas without thinking about my grandma. She’d keep them on the windowsill, waiting for just the right level of “too ripe for anything but baking.” And if you dared to toss one in the trash — oh, mercy, you’d get the look. This Banana Foster Pudding is one of those quiet, simple desserts that feels like a warm hug at the end of a long week. It’s not fancy, but it feels fancy when you spoon it out, all sticky and golden, with that …

You ever stand at the fridge, staring at that container of mashed potatoes, wondering if you really have it in you to reheat them again? Well, friend, next time don’t bother with the microwave. Turn those leftovers into something so good they might not make it to the dinner table — I’m talking about these golden, crispy, cheesy little Baked Potato Balls. They’re easy. They’re fun. And honestly? They’re one of those recipes that makes me feel like I’ve pulled off a tiny kitchen miracle. Leftovers no one wanted? Now they’re the star of the show. Why We Love ‘Em …

Alright. I’ve gotta tell you, there’s something about a Southern fish fry that just feels like home—even if you didn’t grow up in the South. Growing up, we didn’t need much of a reason to fry fish. Maybe Uncle Harold showed up with a cooler full of fresh catfish from the creek. Maybe it was payday. Or maybe we just felt like gathering up folks and making a mess in the kitchen. Whatever the reason, once that skillet hit the stove and the cornmeal hit the oil, everyone magically appeared—cousins, neighbors, folks we hadn’t seen in months. It was always …

You know those days when you want to cook something special — not fancy, just cozy and impressive — but you’re also tired and your kitchen’s already a little chaotic? This recipe came from one of those nights. I had a pack of chicken breasts, a lonely block of cream cheese, and half a pack of bacon that needed love. And let me tell you, what started as a “clean out the fridge” dinner turned into something the whole family begged me to write down. (Yes, even my picky grandson who usually acts like cheese is poison.) This bacon-wrapped stuffed …