Super Bowl Sunday is just around the corner and this means you're about to be eating all the Super Bowl snacks your little heart could desire.
It's a day to sit around, watch TV, crack open a beer, and forget about those New Year's resolutions--while enjoying all the cheesy, fried, Buffalo-flavored things you can imagine.
Currently, I have one measly cucumber in the garden.
Due to some bug problems and a bit of an overcrowding situation in my center planter box, Mr. Cucumber isn't quite thriving.
However, in the past--and definitely at the farmers market--there is usually a cucumber explosion this time of year.
In my 29 years on this odd and wonderful planet I have learned a lot of things about myself.
(And believe me, I am aware there is still a lot to learn!)
Lately, certain patterns have emerged and I have found a simple formula that can describe my overall aesthetic…
I like things really big...or really small.
Take flowers for instance, I like large simple flowers like daisies and lilies - or - small, super intricate little...um...little flowers :)
(To be honest I just buy whatever looks fresh and cheap from the deli guy on the corner and pray that they last for more than a day so my husband doesn’t realize how much money I waste on half dead flowers.)
And when it comes to food I gravitate toward things like massive, foot wide cinnamon rolls or tiny, individual...well...everything. For now, let's focus on the small stuff.