I never had a decent chain made pizza. And I tried most of them. I always go to a shop run by a first generation Italian immigrant. Outstanding. Philly cheese steak pizza is an abomination. The aquarium analog is a hybrid fish.
Oh, they just call it a Philly. Really it is just cheese, onion, bell pepper, shrooms and meat. Nothing wrong with that.I never had a decent chain made pizza. And I tried most of them. I always go to a shop run by a first generation Italian immigrant. Outstanding. Philly cheese steak pizza is an abomination. The aquarium analog is a hybrid fish.

Hmmm, not true Stroganoff but I could easily see one with chicken and a white wine instead of red with pineapple. I am sure, if I remember, that I will try this. I already sort of prefer chicken over beef in Stroganoff. Chicken is just a natural in a cream sauce.I made my family version of stroganoff. Mushrooms for me but not for husband. Green beans for extra veg. No pineapple, lol!
I can easily see that. Take those mini BBQ wieners someone always brings a pot luck. Most 'traditional recipes' call for grape jelly but lately some are calling for raspberry jam instead of grape jelly. I have never actually made these things but, if I ever do, I could see the raspberry jam as they are one of my two favorite berries along with black berries.Something else that doesn't sound like it would work--Next time you make, or order out a plain sausage biscuit, slather on some grape jelly.
You'll just have to trust me on this one.
The jelly with the mini sausages is in the sauce.I've never had one of those mini wieners. I've seen them at various functions but never got around to trying them before the kids gobbled them up. Is the jam inside the little bun or are you supposed to dip them?
This is going to sound un-American but I don't really care for hot dogs. Unless they're buried in chili and onions.
When I visited the ex's parents in Longmeadow her pop had tickets waiting for us to see the Red Sox. I couldn't wait to go! THE Red Sox, live and in person, at the famous Fenway Park?!?!
Color me excited! My ex couldn't care less about the game but raved about the World's Greatest Hot Dog EVAH! the entire way there. My seat wasn't even warm before she called the hot dog guy over, and while you can get them any way you want she insisted they were best with everything. I only agreed because really, how much could one carry around in one of those little boxes anyway? Turns out they must come with a portal to Condiment Central because what I got looked like Jabba the Hutt, minus the eyes, but possibly with the tail.
Naturally all that crap wound up in my lap, after tumbling down the front of my brand new souvenir sox shirt.
If that was the best hot dog ever I'd sure hate to try the worst.
Sorry about going off on a tangent. I'm stuck unable to walk so all I can do is play old man and tell stories. As far as what I'm cooking goes, that would be a scheme to get the pizza guy to deliver inside the house, upstairs. If he won't, I may have to resort to grilling platys over a lighter.

I totally get that. I love the east coast but the winters are brutal! Colorado's relatively bland, culturally-speaking, but we can get 24 inches (rarely happens) and it will all melt away the next day. Comes in handy since I get around via motorcycle.I miss that, but not the snow...