Quick Red Pozole | @thefauxmartha

It’s pronounced Po-sol-eh, though Kev leaves off the “eh” for reasons unknown. It comes in red, white, or green. I had my first bowl a couple years ago at Chipotle, so the authenticity may be questionable. This soup, spotted with hominy, is commonly served in Mexico as a celebratory dish. And since the next two months are filled with celebrations (especially in the red, white, and green color palette), I thought I’d shake up the traditional celebratory fare at this house. Because we’re staying home for the holidays. And that might be the bigger shakeup.  Read more

Rosemary Cheddar Quick Bread | @thefauxmartha

I started baking in high school. But I really started baking after getting that pink bible of a King Arthur Flour Whole Grain Baking Book in college. I made my first galette, trifle, and rock hard rolls from that book. Rock hard because I used boiling water, like a true novice, to activate my yeast (112° seems like boiling water when you grow up under the Texas heat). My mom still buys an extra set of rolls during the holidays as a backup to mine. That was 10 years ago. Read more

Homemade Nutella Toast | @thefauxmartha

I slathered the first year of motherhood with nutella. (There’s proof of that right here.) It needed it—for both the protein and the indulgence. If there had been enough time to go to the doctor, they would have diagnosed me with a deficit of both and prescribed a jar of nutella. So a slather a day it was. I’m exaggerating only slightly. Read more

Butternut Kale Tamale Bake | @thefauxmartha

I know, I know. I keep writing about it—the surprise factor of dinner. Or maybe I keep talking about it every other post on Instagram. We’re getting to that point in our relationship when I can’t remember what I’ve told you. But everyday come 5, I’m shocked that it’s dinner time. Again. Didn’t I just finish cleaning last nights dishes? I’ve tried meal planning, but since it’s not a permanent fixture in my calendar, it only takes a week or two to lose steam. And thinking about the whole week in advance gives me hives. I’m a one-day-at-a-time girl, which works quite well until 5:00 pm. Read more

Baked Maple Donuts | @thefauxmartha

Deadlines. Colds. Finally catching up. Fall break. No school. Not on the calendar. Mom fail! Deadlines dropped. Behind again. Maple baked donut testing with Hal. For Dad. Needs maple extract. No where to be found. Amazon Prime? Text Oh, Ladycakes for maple extract recommendation. Frontier Co-op. Call Whole Foods. Run to Whole Foods. Maple flavor secured. Read more

Molly's Chocolate Halva | @thefauxmartha

It’s a Molly Mash-up! I took her Pimiento Cheese Babka recipe from her new book Molly on the Range. Deleted the pimiento cheese because I gave my mom a hard time about eating pimiento cheese sandwiches my whole life. (I can’t go back on my word now.) And added in Molly’s Chocolate Halva—a chocolate tahini spread (think fancy nutella). For the final Molly touch, I gave these buns a wash of liquid honey and sprinkled them with all the sprinkles. Molly makes food happy, which is why I’m still bummed I met her for the first time with only half a smile. Read more

Quick and Smooth Hummus | @thefauxmartha

I first started eating hummus in college while I was trying to tighten up my diet. Though, I had no real concept of the stuff other than it was the dip that tricked me into eating those overly dense “baby” carrots. Back then, I couldn’t have told you that hummus came from chickpeas. Or was it garbanzo beans? No, hominy. Hummus came from hominy. Those cans all sat side-by-side at Walmart, the only place to shop in my small college town, so it was no wonder I was confused.  Read more

Smoky Breakfast Sandwich | @thefauxmartha

“Mama, is it the weekend yet?” She starts asking on Tuesday. The withdrawals from having everyone together two days prior hits. “Mama, when will daddy be home?” “After work, Hal,” I repeat. At three years old, she knows the value of weekends—when dad’s home indefinitely, when everyone’s home together. She’s always her happiest then. Me too.  Read more