Once upon a time, in the not so distant past, a food blogger sat eating a rather bland bowl of mac n’ cheese. She wondered what she could possibly add to impart more flavour, more excitement to her supper. Sriracha was the usual choice. But this time she wanted something different. Something…tangy. She wondered, if […]
Every four years, Canadians everywhere settle in to their living rooms for a traditional winter pastime…the viewing of the winter olympics. Sure, summer is great and all. It’s warm and there is swimming. But there is something just so much more satisfying about the winter olympics. And that thing is our national sport. You may […]
In case you’re wondering, no, I did not accidentally exclude an ampersand (&) from the title of this post. This is not about French Onion Soup and Grilled Cheese. This post is about the flavours of french onion soup within grilled cheese. A delicious inception of gooey, melty, onioney goodness. I saw this on one […]
Hello. My name is Sophie and I am a pasta addict. And ever since I started making home-made pasta with my Imperia pasta roller, it has gotten worse. Sometimes I feel exactly like that episode of Portlandia where the guy tries to quit pasta. But then I remember how good it is and I don’t […]
I know, I know. I am a bad bad girl and I did a bad bad thing. Mac n’ cheese is not the most health conscious meal in the first place. But to bread it, then deep fry it? Please. Wilford Brimley would like to talk to me about diabeetus. Although my brain hung its […]
Ever since I discovered canned hominy at my local store, I have been trying to come up with interesting ways to use it. One day I was pondering a meal with mac n’ cheese as a side dish and discovered I only had about half a cup of macaroni….and Eureka!
As you know, I am a stickler for not letting food go to waste in my kitchen. I agonize over how to use up the last little scraps of things. Where did this industriousness come from? Probably my parents. Among other things, their lessons to reduce, reuse and recycle have been engraved into my memory. […]
“I want cheeseburgers this weekend.” Cheesler stated matter-of-factly while we were driving home from work. “I don’t care what the weather is like. I don’t care if I have to dig out a space for the barbecue.” He continued, “I want cheeseburgers and nothing is going to stop me from having them.”
I hate to waste food. Whenever I have the teensiest bit of a leftover item, I ponder and agonize in my mind until I find the perfect way to use it up. So I had this cheese. It was a Boschetto al Tartufo, leftover from a fabulous antipasto platter I had made the previous weekend. […]
Cheesler and I don’t really make a big deal over New Year’s eve. Eating something delicious for dinner, drinking a bottle of champagne and watching a soviet romantic comedy is par for the course in the Soph n’ Stuff household. At midnight we clink glasses, kiss, give the dog a snuggle and head on up […]
