The thing about chocolate and peanut butter is that you don’t have to say much else. The combination simply speaks for itself.

There are no words.

Tonight, I’m getting together with my girlfriends/roommates from college. Each of us always brings a dish to share, and there is always way too much food for seven girls, but we certainly do our part to eat as much as possible. All while consuming copious amounts of beer and wine.

It’s a sacrifice, I know.

With Thanksgiving coming up and all of the work that goes into it, I wanted to make something pretty simple. Enter Brownie Candy Cups, a Bakerella creation. I make something similar (Peanut Butter Cup Cookies) around Christmas, so I knew there was no going wrong with this variation. A Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup, enveloped in chocolate brownie? Perfection.

After a little bit of trial and error, I made some adjustments to the baking time, and also to the instructions. I’ve made those adjustments below. These are wonderful right out of the oven, but in my opinion, they’re even better the next day.

Brownie Candy Cups
(Source: Adapted from Bakerella)

Note: Your Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups don’t have to be frozen, but they’re less likely to turn into a melty, gooey mess if you freeze them ahead of time. Also, they’re easier to unwrap!

Ingredients:
– 1 box brownie mix
– eggs, water, and vegetable oil (in the amounts listed on your brownie package)
– 25-30 mini Reeses cups, frozen, then unwrapped
– 1 Box Reynolds 2-inch aluminum foil mini cups for muffins

Directions:
1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Place approximately 30 foil liners on baking sheet.

2. Combine brownie mix, eggs, water and oil. Stir with spoon until well blended. (about 50 strokes)

3. Fill each liner with 1-2 tablespoons of batter. You want them to be about 3/4 of the way full.

4. Push a peanut butter cup into the center of each “brownie cupcake.”

5. Bake for 15 minutes and remove from oven.

6. Cool 5-10 minutes in pan and then move to cooling rack to cool completely.

 

I’m going to go out a limb here. I do not mean to offend. I only seek to understand.

I do not get the Twilight obsession. At ALL.

I feel like I am the only person who hasn’t read these books. (And I’ll tell you right now, I will never read them.) But even if I had, I think I can safely say I would not be lining up outside of a theater at midnight tonight. I’m confident in saying this, simply because I’ve never been that into something in my entire life.

Well, actually… I loved New Kids on the Block. I collected their albums, posters, t-shirts, earrings, magazines. I even had NKOTB bed sheets. Among friends, I claimed Joey McIntyre as my husband for games of “school” and “house.” My mom and aunt took my cousins and me to a concert and I screamed my head off for two hours. I was obsessed.

But I was also eight.

On the Today Show this morning, I watched as women fell all over themselves, screaming, jumping, drooling, panting, and nearly passing out at the sight of a Twilight actor (I couldn’t even tell you which one) outside at Rockefeller Plaza. I’d love to tell you that these were tween girls, and some of them were. But there were grown women, too. Adults.

And I’m sorry, but I just don’t get it.

What is the big deal? Why are people so crazy and obsessed with these books, these movies, these characters? People talk about them like they are real. From an outsider’s perspective, I have to admit that it’s a little disturbing.

I see t-shirts, I see online “badges,” I see quizzes. Are you Team Edward? Or Team Jacob?

Personally, I’m Team WHO THE HELL CARES.

For those who got sucked into the books and enjoyed them, great. I would never fault anybody for that. Lord knows I’ve read (and liked!) some crappy books in my lifetime.

It’s just the other stuff… the extras, the insanity that I just can’t comprehend.

So here I am, going against the grain. At midnight tonight, I’ll be sleeping soundly in my bed. This weekend, I won’t be anywhere near a movie theater.

And I’m totally OK with that.

 

With its 555 pages, this book set me behind a few weeks in my “read at least one book a month” goal. But you know what?

It was worth it.

When I picked up American Wife at the library, it had been recommended to me, but I knew nothing about it except for the summary that I read on the inside flap and back cover.

555 pages later, I can honestly say I’m not even sure I was ready for it to end. I thought it was well written, and the story kept me hooked throughout the whole book.

American Wife is about the life of Alice Lindgren Blackwell, who is raised as an only child in smalltown Wisconsin in the 1950s and 60s. Her family is working class, and it’s safe to say that Alice lives somewhat of a sheltered childhood. She’s quiet, an avid reader, and holds traditional values. Suddenly, on a late summer evening in high school, Alice’s seemingly perfect little life is derailed. The tragedy defines the rest of Alice’s life. It influences the way she acts, the way she thinks, and the way she feels about herself.

Years later, all grown up, Alice has become a school librarian and loves her job so much that she devotes almost all of her time to it. She spends her summer vacation creating giant book characters out of papier-mache to display in the library at the start of the next school year. Alice is single, lives alone, but doesn’t seem to mind it. Her focus on her work, and her time spent with friends and family keep her fulfilled.

And then she meets Charlie Blackwell.

Charlie is a politician’s son, an Ivy League party boy, and has a cushy “job” within his family’s company. Born and raised with money, Charlie is selfish, crude, and definitely has feelings of entitlement. I could see how there are readers who can’t stand Charlie or his family. Somehow, I still found him to be likeable. Perhaps only because of how he loved “Lindy” (his nickname for Alice).

You know what they say… opposites attract. Shortly after they meet and fall in love, Alice and Charlie are married, and in the following pages, we are witness to their 30 years of marriage through Alice’s eyes. As with all marriages, they certainly have their ups and downs. I found it enjoyable to read because it was real.

Eventually, Charlie breaks into politics, first becoming the (republican) Governor of Wisconsin, and is then elected as the (republican) President of the United States. Alice, although supportive of her husband, has always held democratic ideals. I found the personal sacrifices she made for the health of her marriage to be interesting. Some would probably dislike Alice for not standing up and voicing her opinions, but I found the complexity of her life to be quite fascinating.

Now, here’s where I tell you that Alice’s character is (loosely) based on Laura Welch Bush. And Charlie is (loosely) based on George W. Bush. (And yes, I said I found myself liking Charlie! Who knew?)

Honestly, stepping back and looking at it like this, I never would have expected to like these characters. Charlie is sexist, racist, arrogant, and obnoxious. I hated all of those things about him. But the thing is, American Wife is not his story–it’s hers. Alice is strong on the inside while somewhat weak on the outside. Still, I identified with her. She was never a victim. She is smart, she thinks things through, and she is deliberate. All of the choices she made in her life were just that–her choices. And she knows it.

I highly recommend this book. If you’ve read it, I encourage you to leave your own thoughts in the comments!

 

I haven’t talked about the Buffalo Bills much this season. Truth is, there hasn’t been all that much to talk about. Nothing positive, anyway.

Until today.

We received word this afternoon that our head coach, Dick Jauron, has been fired.

This brings me great joy. In fact, excuse me while I go and do a happy dance.

…..

*AHEM* Sorry. I’m back now.

You see, this is great news. I don’t pretend that this will fix the season. But the Bills need a fresh start, and it’s about damn time they get rid of Jauron. Most Bills fans were calling for this to happen WEEKS ago.

And now I don’t ever have to see him and his “stone face” ever again.
This is what he looks like. ALL. THE. TIME. Seriously. This is his only facial expression.

Trent Edwards throws an interception that is returned for a touchdown?

STONE FACE.

The Bills score a touchdown to win the game?

STONE FACE. Except in this situation, he might mix it up by throwing in a slow clap instead of the crossed arms.

I hate it. I want to see emotion. I want to see passion. I want to see excitement. I want to see ANGER.

When the offense earns nine false start penalties in a single game? I want to see someone throwing shit on the sidelines. I want to see a headset being ripped off and thrown on the ground. I want to read lips that might say something along the lines of, “WHAT THE FUCK?!”

Because at home, these are the things even the fans are all doing.

When a player repeatedly makes mistakes that significantly contribute to the team losing games? I want a coach who will grab that player’s face mask and scream in his face. There needs to be fear.

Or something.

So we’ll see what happens. I wish our owner would fork over the money to bring in someone good, but it’s looking like our defensive coordinator, Perry Fewell, is likely to get promoted to the position. And if that’s the case, well, let’s see what he can do. The defense is probably the best element of our team. Sure, they often allow big plays in the fourth quarter that end up losing us games. But that’s because they’re exhausted from being on the field so damn much. (Since our offense blows.)

The Bills have a long way to go until they’ll ever be good again.

But this feels like a step in the right direction. Finally.

 

Are you counting? This is new recipe #3 of the weekend. Like I told you, I’ve been feeling adventurous. :)

After a Saturday night of pizza, beer, wine, and pumpkin pie snickerdoodle bars, we knew we were going to be in the mood for something a bit healthier. Considering I spend most of Sundays in my sweats, there is something to be said about making comfort food on Sundays, too.

As someone who is a bit tired of the same old chicken noodle soup, I was happy to come across this recipe during my planning earlier this week. Take all of my favorite chicken noodle soup ingredients, and then add Asian flavors? I’m sold. As a bonus, this is incredibly easy and fast to cook up. Perfect for a weeknight lazy Sunday.

The end result was a wonderfully flavorful version of chicken noodle soup. It also had a little kick to it (thanks to the red pepper flakes), which I loved.


(Check it out. You can see my reflection in my spoon!)

I made some adjustments to the recipe based on comments in the reviews. Essentially, I just added more veggies. My version of the recipe is below. For some of the ingredients (peas, carrots, cilantro, and red pepper flakes), the amounts listed below are estimates. I didn’t actually measure them, but just threw these ingredients in until I thought it looked like the appropriate amount. For the red pepper flakes, you’ll want to be careful–if you add too much, it’ll obviously be very spicy!

Asian Chicken Noodle Soup
(Source: Adapted from Cooking Light)

Ingredients:
– 1 tbsp. vegetable oil
– 2-3 cloves garlic, minced
– 1 tbsp. bottled grated ginger
– 3 tbsp. bottled lemongrass (or grated lemongrass in a tube)
– 2 cups water
– 2 (14-ounce) cans fat-free, less-sodium chicken broth
– 3/4 cup frozen peas
– 3/4 cup matchstick carrots
– 1 lb. chicken breast tenders, cut into bite-sized pieces
– 4-5 oz. uncooked angel hair/thin spaghetti pasta (we used whole wheat)
– 1/4 cup chopped fresh cilantro (or 1 tbsp. dried)
– 1 tbsp. fresh lime juice
– 1/2 tsp. salt (I omitted)
– 4 green onions, thinly sliced
– 1 red chile pepper, finely chopped (or red pepper flakes, to taste–I used about 1-2 tsp.)

Directions:
1. Heat oil in a large nonstick skillet over medium-high heat. Add garlic, ginger, and lemongrass; sauté 3 minutes.

2. Add water and broth; add peas and carrots; bring everything to a boil. Add chicken and pasta; cook 5 minutes or until chicken is done.

3. Remove from heat; stir in remaining ingredients. Let stand 5 minutes.

Note: Of course, you can use fresh lemongrass if you can find it. They didn’t have it at my supermarket, but they had the grated version in a tube in the produce section. Ultimately, I ended up finding a jar of it in the Asian foods section, so I picked that up instead.