Monday, December 20, 2010
Stop the madness - no more pizza balls or other snacks
I have to start off with a whine. I am tired. Really tired. I am tired of everything and I am also grumpy. I am grumpy because there is no snow yet but it is so cold that it hurts to go outside. It is Xmas and I know that it should be a fun time but lets face it, it just isn't. Could have something to do with me never celebrating Xmas when I was a kid. I am Jewish. I really am a novice at this Xmas thing and I have to tell you that it isn't for the weak.
So lets get on with me being festive. Pizza balls. I was having a neighborhood Xmas party (yes, Ms. Jewish was having the Xmas party for the street. Someone had to do it). I found a recipe for pizza balls and they really were good.
Inside was pepperoni (you don't have to use that though) and cheese. You can fill them with anything you like. We also made sandwiches. They had Prosciutto, Romesco, Provolone cheese and basil. All you do is butter a baguette and spread with romesco sauce. Lay down some prosciutto and provolone and a couple pieces of basil. Yum. They are really good.
I made a hot Artichoke and Spinach dip. It had artichokes and spinach in it (duh).
I made mini cheese and green onion quiches. They are easy to do. They also freeze well if you want to do them ahead of time.
These are smashed potato things. You boil the small potato and then they are baked. I was stressed and didn't get the baked picture so all you get to see are smashed anemic potatoes (they were really good though...shut up....they were).
Ok ok...I just threw in that picture of Parker because I felt like it and I am grumpy tonight. He looks like a little beatnik in his turtle neck...no Annie he doesn't look like Steve Jobs.
Um, I am a little scattered here... These are Eggnog cupcakes. They were awesome and if you want to make them go to Gingerbread Bagels and get the recipe. That is where *I* got it. She is not grumpy like I am and not lazy either.
My buddy Lynda from Running on Butter surprised me and sent me my very own apron (and *I* am #1 to her!). Now we can cook together even though she is in a cool city like New York and I am stuck in Massachusetts. Ok, I know it is only 3 hours away but I love being a drama queen and overstating everything when I am grumpy. It's my party I can cry if I want to and I can also have run-on sentences.
I love you Lynda. I love my apron.
Oh, one more thing. If you want the recipe of any of these ask and I will send it to you. Just too tired to post them. Really.