As long as I can remember, I have never been a sweets kind of girl. Oooo, wait, unless I was pregnant. Then! Oh boy! Bring on all the cookies. I mean, if I cannot drink, I have to get my kicks somehow. Ok, so yeah. No sweets. If I am ordering dinner, I will opt for the big plate of noodles and appetizer and a salad over saving room for dessert. When it comes to breakfast, we (and by we I mean Mike and I because God only knows what the boys agree to eat these days) are mainly a meat, potato, and egg kinda family. If I am eating brunch out someplace, I want the many pot and pan producing kind of breakfast I don’t have time to cook at home. One skillet for homefries. One for bacon. Don’t forget the big swirling cauldron of boiling water for poached eggs. Yeah. That’s my style. If the boys or I have a hankering for a pancake or waffle, I buy frozen. GASP!!!!! A food blogger just admitted to turning to frozen food over making her own homemade?!?!?! How dare I? Sorry to admit, food bloggers, we are just like you. …

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