I didn’t intend to talk about food today, but it’s almost 10am and I haven’t eaten yet. I love that there’s no preheating and cooking only takes a few minutes. My sister has mastered the art of sweet potato fries. I need to expand my repertoire, and I will, but right now I love making quick, crispy veggies in it. I even made some homemade pizza bites for the mister that received two thumbs up.

I’ve also done cauliflower, green beans - those weren’t breaded, just crisped. A little marinara sauce for dunking and it makes a mighty fine lunch (salty and crunchy too). The coating was panko with a little grated parmesan. Yesterday I made zucchini fries for my lunch. And I do! I haven’t used it a ton yet, but what I’ve made so far has been DELICIOUS. I love my other Dash products (the egg cooker and the single waffle maker) so I knew I’d like this too. The basket is plenty big for a household of two. It comes in black, white, gray, red, and this adorable aqua. Not the large, family-sized units that take up an acre of counter space - but this Dash model. I’d rather skip dinner than skip my popcorn.įor Christmas my sister and I exchange gifts and we always choose something identical that we both desire. Air-popped popcorn with a shake of seasoning is now my salty, crunchy friend and I have it every day. That’s why I can’t have chips or chip relatives in the house. I never had much of a sweet tooth, salty and crunchy was my poison. When I was young there was rarely a heartbreak that couldn’t be eased with Ruffles and dip. I’m really awful about using food for love and/or comfort. A couple of nights ago I canceled the salad I had planned for dinner and made him pancakes and bacon. I listen, I decide whether he’s just venting or actually asking for input, then I give him food. I have a feeling I’m not as supportive as I used to be. Mickey is stressed from work and I’m his emotional support animal.

There is absolutely NOTHING happening here on the Pullen patch.

Fill me up buttercup baby tyler