My mom raised me on homemade pancakes. She never ONCE in all my 35 years served me a pancake from a box. She grew up on a farm in NC and knew how to do things from scratch.

<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Well, it's about THAT time. Thanksgiving is in 4 days and as usual...most people's prep is VERY last minute. I know for sure that I'll be in the store on Wednesday night scrambling for those few left...

<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">I recently went to IHOP with my girls and tasted the pumpkin pancakes and really liked them. I don't really "do" pumpkin (hell I barely do sweet potato) but, I wanted to try something new. I loved...

I love waffles. Hell, I love pancakes, French toast...well, perhaps I love syrup and anything that is a vehicle for the sweet maple goodness that is manna from the tree gods. Growing up my mother never made waffles or pancakes from a box (still...

I never make traditional anything. I'm always looking for the new spin. Ok, I take that back...somethings will ALWAYS be traditional...but most things get doctored, chopped and screwed. My take on the Mexican fave...quesadillas is no different. It's so...

Do you remember when Mom would come home from the supermarket and you couldn't WAIT to see what was in her bag? Or, um...was that just me? LOL...either way, I loved to see my mom (or sometimes Grandma) unload the bag. I'd see the regular stuff like...