I recently spent a couple weeks with my family in GA. It's always a long time between visits, so we try to make the trip as long as we can and cram in as many activities as possible. This time, I took advantage of some additional guinea pigs and made my new soup for my parents. Originally the soup was supposed to be my "Fourth of July" soup that would make you think of summer and July 4th when you ate it (I've been aching for Spring for a while now), but it was a flop in that sense.

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Growing up, food was never particularly important (aside from the fact that you'll die without it).

If you were ever invited to my house for a home-cooked meal, my mom would joke that you must be in trouble. If Dad made any commentary on the meal, she'd remind him of her warnings from while they were dating: "If you're looking for a cook, keep on looking" and "I'll give you quantity, not quality."

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July Pintermission: Results

Look at me, I'm back in the game! This has been a seriously busy month, but I think I've only had three Pinterest projects!

The first was my sister's birthday card...that I forgot to get a picture of before it went in its envelope and subsequently the mailbox. This is the pin that I copied recreated.

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Our radishes did well this year. Ridiculously well. So ridiculously well that we pawned bunches off on all our local friends and neighbors, and have still been eating them with most meals. Good thing they are delicious!

The greens, however good for you, are not the tastiest of foods, in my opinion. Not wanting to waste the food we already had, or the calcium and Vitamin C that were just waiting for us, we used them in a delicious pistachio based pesto (and we also toss handfuls into our smoothies). Pesto pasta, pesto and Swiss grilled cheese...what a yummy week of food :)

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A friend of mine is hosting a white elephant and cookie exchange party this weekend, and I took that as a sign that I needed to create a new cookie recipe.

S’mores are an all-time favorite of mine. Just seeing graham crackers sends my mind whirling into memories of summer time, campfires, delicious s’mores, and being sticky…head to toe. Mr. Indulgent, however, gets to the memory of “sticky” and loses interest.

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The leaves are changing. Booger and I spend time every day watching them dance down from the trees, and lay in our yard for a few minutes before blowing next door to our neighbor’s yard (this man details his truck weekly, washes his driveway at least biweekly, and has laid and re-laid the same pavers in a backyard project easily 5 times). Oops. We do rake them up out of his yard when we rake…once…at the end of the season.

Along with beautiful fall leaves comes cocoa, scarves, and – for me – an undying craving for comfort food. Warm, delicious, creamy, comfort food.

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I grew up with cool parents. While my friends’ parents bonded with them over dinner and cooking lessons, my parents bonded with us over Tootsie Roll and marshmallow fights (when my parents moved, we found countless fallen soldiers under the living room furniture). It was a blast, and my friends were always jealous.

Cooking just wasn’t a big part of our family life. Result? I have an awesome relationship with my parents…and I was fairly clueless in the kitchen when I moved out on my own. To be honest, I was fairly clueless until my husband took pity on me and started teaching me.

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