by Reese Millridge I don’t know about you, but sometimes, in my house, I feel like a short order cook.  Hamburgers range from the consistancy of a hockey puck to so bloody you’d think it was a crime scene.  Eggs are eaten so runny I don’t know why we even bother to cook them or so dry if you turned on the ceiling fan they would disappear like dust. Bacon Wrapped Jalapenos offer the same challenge. There are four people in my family and each has a very different preference when it comes to food.  One of us likes...
Continue reading