Honey Bourbon Salmon with Cracked Black Pepper and Local Potatoes with Provence Herbs
Ahhhhh, I really wish that you could smell my kitchen right now.
The sweet scents of brown sugar and bourbon…
The familiar aroma of potatoes, onions and sage…
And the acceptance of Autumn is finally in my house.
Farfalle Alfredo. You Can Thank Me Later.
Pasta night. Yup…tonight was a pasta night.
To my wife, when I say, “Hun… tonight is a pasta night.”, it means two things:
1) I need comfort food because I’m frazzled and stressed from something and 2) get ready for a plate of carb lovin awesomeness, that is not your Mama’s boring pasta dish.
Yup…that’s right…I just went there.
What’s that you say? “Bring it!”
Oh…It’s brought…..
Let’s get to carbo warfare….
