Marrying a girl from Wisconsin has many immediate benefits. You automatically get to become a legitimate fan of the winning-est franchise in NFL history; you don't need an excuse to drink beer before noon; and you don't need to apologize to anyone for your insatiable love of cheese. Sure I could tell you all of the other reasons I married a girl from Wisconsin, but I'd rather win the day on beer and cheese alone. Crack open a bottle of your favourite brew and get a load of the cheesy goodness of this recipe for homemade Parmesan Gnocchi.
"'I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers." A marvelous quote my wife recently blurted out in a car ride through the fall country side. I'll ignore the fact that it came from Anne of Green Gables. Growing up in a home with three sisters I've spent a lifetime avoiding Anne of Green Gables, Sarah of Avonlea, Laura of Walnut Grove and Margaret of New York and later New Jersey. In fact, I've somewhat mastered the art of avoidance having grown up without ever seeing Grease, Sound of Music, or Dirty Dancing... but I digress..
Comfort food is universal; it exists in all cultures. Warm, slow cooked meals that bring a smile to the end of any long day.