It’s 6:00 p.m. on a weeknight and I’m in heels, my work clothes and trying to wrestle a few pans out of our overstuffed cabinets. It’s a noisy match. Heavy bottom pans falling on one another isn’t the most pleasant sound and for my highly sensitive boys I might as well be banging steel drums next their ears.
I have to admit weeknight cooking is not my best excerise in culinary executions-embarrassing, but true. Frenetic. Rushed. Hurried. This is how dinner gets dressed in our home on a weeknight. Continue reading Skillet Turkey Tetrazzini
