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Dude, I suck at cooking...

But its not my fault. Ok, maybe it is. A little. But I'm going to blame it on the lack of close grocery stores to my house and thus the complete lack of food, and thus thus the complete lack of food to combine together into delicious meals (if only just for the BF and I). So while most people decide to ward off food for a while after the holidays, I think I need to start foodin-it-up, healthy food of course. Oh, and also the food must be simple, easy and quick to prepare. And one more thing: no beans....haha, but seriously. Blah.

Anyway, send some recipes my way (not you mom, I know you are probably the only one that will actually respond, and I have most of your recipes :-).


If I make a meal from one of my readers, I will post about it. Just think, you and your recipe will be famous!

Ok, so maybe not that famous, just nerdy.

Comments

  1. Do you have a crock pot? If so, you should check out A Year of Slow Cooking http://crockpot365.blogspot.com. She's got a lot of great recipes there and crock pot cooking is totally easy!!

    You also might want to check out our D-Feast List. http://www2.blenza.com/linkies/links.php?owner=lsisto1&postid=09Jul2010&meme=ff There are a ton of recipes there and I believe most of them include carb counts. In case you haven't heard about D-Feast Friday, you can read about it on my blog. http://www.bittersweetdiabetes.com/2010/07/join-us-for-d-feast.html

    Have fun, and I can't wait to read about what you cook up!!

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