Month: May 2012

In the Mood for a Marathon

Let me preface this post by saying I usually don’t run unless something scary is chasing me. Things that DON’T qualify as “scary”: -My husband when he thinks it would be funny to see me run -Family or friends who think it would be funny to see me run -My husband in an Iron Man mask at Target -My husband in an Iron Man mask with a foam sword at Target -Clowns Are you getting that I’m not going to be discussing a “running” marathon? Ever since I started Peanut Butter & Dill Pickles, I’ve had the crazy notion that I should go on a sprint and blog everyday for a month.  I’ve learned that this is often referred to as a “blogging marathon” in the blogosphere. So what to blog about for 30 days?  How about my favorite food of all time… ICE CREAM! I love it.  A lot. Here’s how much I love it.  For several months out of the year I live in sub zero temperatures.  It’s called Wisconsin.  Before that I lived …






Man Burger

The Man Burger

Ladies and gentlemen I introduce to you… The Man Burger. Everything my man loves to eat is in this burger. Jalapenos. Bacon. Blue cheese. The ultimate trifecta. *Start-up the 1950’s commercial salesperson voice in your head* For those times when… You’re bargaining for TV remote control power… You need to distract him to bring in those shopping bags you’ve been hiding in the trunk… Or you need his mouth full so he can’t object to an IKEA day trip… The Man Burger. Guaranteed to work… Every time. Here’s my man.  You’d wanna make him a burger too if you were me. PrintThe Man Burger Serves 2 Ingredients1 lb. ground chuck 1 tbsp. minced jalapeno 2 tsp. Montreal steak seasoning 2 tsp. minced onion 3 slices bacon, cooked & crumbled 2 cheese slices (I used cheddar laced with blue cheese. Out of this world. Do not pass go, do not collect $200) 4 tbsp. crumbled blue cheese, divided 1/4 c. mayo 1 tbsp. A1 sauce Salt & pepper Buns and your favorite burger toppings (I kept it …






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These are a few of my favorite things: Kitchen Gadgets

I just love Julie Andrews.  I wanted to be her in the Sound of Music when I was younger…I suppose part of me still does now. *I hope you got the Sound of Music reference in the post title or the next diversion won’t correlate* When my sister and I were little, a wonderful woman named Jackie would come and care for us occasionally if my parents were out of town. Jackie also watched us during the day for a week when I had chicken pox and my parents had to work.  She had this glorious four poster bed with a big, fluffy white down comforter and the Disney channel–which was a big deal in 1992 (the Disney channel, not a down comforter).  I was allowed to lay in her enormous bed and eat chocolate pudding when I was sick (remember I said white comforter…and I was 6). She was the best. Whenever she looked after us, we watched all sorts of musicals by Rogers and Hammerstein.  Carousel and The King & I were some …






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I’ll Have Another…

I’ll Have Another… What a great name for a horse and this year’s Derby winner.  Based on the name alone,  I’m calling a Triple Crown winner in our future. Another year and another Derby party.  I’m counting down to the next one. The Beginning There is much about Derby day that holds a lot of memories for me.  I look forward to this day almost as much as Christmas and absolutely more than my own birthday. My parents started the party when we lived in Wisconsin during the early 90’s and carried it over in our move to Minnesota, where it was held for 13 years.  Now that they are overseas, my sister and I have taken the helm. *For those who care to follow, we lived in Wisconsin until ’93, Minnesota ’93-’04, and my parents then moved to Chicago when I graduated highschool.  I moved to Milwaukee for college in ’04 and my parents are now living in London.  Cheerio Mom & Dad!* Luckily, we have home video of that very first party.  My great aunt …






Fat Elvis & Priscilla Beehive Pancakes//Peanut Butter & Dill Pickles Blog

Fat Elvis & Beehive Priscilla Pancakes

Meet the Presleys. Breakfast is awesome.  Breakfast for dinner is even awesome-er. (I don’t care if that’s not a word.) Don’t you feel like you’re getting away with something when you have breakfast for dinner? It’s that same feeling you had as a kid when your Dad let you have ice cream for dinner and watch the Simpsons when your Mom was away for a Junior Womens Club meeting. *Don’t worry; I didn’t just bust my dad there.  We threw him under the bus with that one years ago–my mom is well aware.  We won’t let him live it down or forget it either.* I was driving home last night , breakfast on the docket for dinner, and decided Bisquick was staying in the pantry tonight. I had the time and energy to play.  That doesn’t happen very often. Bacon, bananas, and peanut butter were definitely making appearances. You know who else liked bacon, bananas, and peanut butter? Elvis. You know who liked bacon, bananas, and peanut butter more than Elvis? Fat Elvis. You also can’t have …