What better way to welcome fall than to take a few pounds of it’s finest creation, chop it up into tiny bits, throw it in a vat of boiling goo and then smash the beejezus out of it?
Oh yeah, you heard me. Applesauce baby!
What better way to welcome fall than to take a few pounds of it’s finest creation, chop it up into tiny bits, throw it in a vat of boiling goo and then smash the beejezus out of it?
Oh yeah, you heard me. Applesauce baby!
Who says you can only eat hot dogs?
This camping lunch came about almost totally by accident. I never would have thought to pack it if I hadn’t been dying for a chance to use a super yummy new ingredient I found at the grocery store.
But first…let’s back up.
I love fresh tomatoes.
I really love fresh mozzarella.
I ADORE balsamic vinegar.
Finding the perfect tent takes time.
Here’s the funny thing about tents…you want them to be small enough you can carry the bag without giving yourself a hernia and ruining your camping trip, but you also want them to be large enough that everyone doesn’t have to be on top of each other.
(I mean hey, we’re all friends here…but that doesn’t mean I want to sleep two inches from the person who snores like a chain saw…though now that I think of it, making them bring their own tent is probably a better plan…but I digress.)
