When I find a food that I like I tend to eat it over and over again until I am so sick of it I don’t want to even look at it for another decade or so. Hummus recently joined this illustrious list, which includes foods like stuffed peppers, peanut butter and honey sandwiches, and Hot Tamales (the candy).

This is my newest obsession. The sweet potato. No longer is it relegated just to Thanksgiving.

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Do you ever have a problem with fruit flies? I can’t stand those tiny little flies and it seems that every couple of months we buy some bananas that are filled with fruit flies just waiting to hatch.

And do you ever wring your hands and curse at the sky while those annoying little things are flying around?

It makes you want to throw away all the aging bananas instead of  baking something with them.  Because ZOMG what if one of those fruit flies gets into the food. 

I have a secret. I know an easy way to get rid of them that actually works. And for all of you tree hugging, love the earth, anti-chemical people - it is completely non-toxic.

This is what you need:

Apple cider vinegar
plastic wrap
elastic band
small ramekin or other tiny bowl

Pour the apple cider vinegar into your ramekin.

Cover it tightly with plastic wrap and put an elastic band around the bowl to hold the plastic wrap on tightly.

Now poke some holes in the plastic wrap. A pencil is too large. A pin is too small. I used a screw because we are living in a construction zone and I just had to bend down and pick one up.

After two days there were no more fruit flies flying around. But how gross is this? I know, it makes you throw up a little in your mouth doesn’t it?

Obviously evolution was not kind to the fruit fly and it can’t figure out how to get back out of the holes.

I know, this isn’t a delicious recipe like you probably came here expecting. But catching all of these fruit flies gives a level of satisfaction that you don’t always get with cooking.

I love you people. No really I do. Now let’s all join hands and give thanks for better living through preservatives and sodium.

I am going to give you a fabulous dessert recipe. That really is too easy to be called a recipe, but since in the last post we all confessed our chicken nugget, string cheese, drive thru, hot dog dinners, I am going to say it counts.
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Hello! Remember me?

Where I have been you may be asking yourself. I haven been in kitchen renovation hell, that’s where. Our stove is finally hooked back up, but still we have no sink or dishwasher (and won’t until next week when the counter is installed)

Do you know what you cook when you have no stove? And then have no place to clean up afterward? You cook hotdogs, that’s what. I am embarassed to tell you how many my children have ingested in the poast month or so. I think they might glow in the dark from all the nitrates, or is it nitrites? Whatever it is, it is not organic. I serve them with some of those cut up carrot nubs, so it sort of cancels it out, right?

Sunday night I was talking to Susan on the phone and telling her that I was finally using my oven. My oldest son had requested lasagna. For those of you who don’t follow my personal blog (and why don’t you? Don’t you like me?) my oldest son is on a diet to maintain his weight for football. So only two days out of the week can he eat whatever he wants. The other days he eats mostly vegetables, fruits, and very few carbs. He also moans and complains more than you would think possible.

I went to pull the lasagna out of the oven and it slipped and fell onto the floor. Where the pyrex baking dish shattered. Lasagna, sauce, shards of pyrex went everywhere. It could not be salvaged.

I cleaned it all up.

And we had hot dogs for dinner. And by “we” I mean my children.

I was talking to another friend about this and she told me that her kids would be eating McDonald’s four times that week. Between working and sports in the evening there was just no time for anything else.

I told her that I loved her. And not just because I feel like my hot dogs are superior to McDonald’s.

So tell me, what is your dirty little secret? What are you feeding your kids when you are too busy, too stressed, too tired, too lazy to cook that you would not want to admit to the sanctimommies?

C’mon, tell me.

We will all feel better about ourselves.