



Our life is busy these days. Along with working full time, I also teach Zumba two nights a week, teach Bible study on Wednesdays, my husband works odd hours, and I’m pregnant and exhausted. Getting a delicious home-cooked dinner on the table can be tough.
One way I make life and dinnertime a little easier is slow cooker recipes. We love making taco meat and using it different ways. The first night we might have traditional tacos. Then I might make enchiladas or quesadillas with some of the meat. Then we might make a pasta dish with the final leftovers. Using the slow cooker is a great way to cook a bunch of yummy protein at once.
I’m sure you’re familiar with the salsa slow cooker tacos, but using My Brother’s Salsa puts a tangy spin on it. Created in Bentonville, it’s a fresh, delicious alternative to other jarred salsas. I like that they are smoother and almost act more likea sauce. My house smelled AMAZING while these were cooking. In fact, I tried to nap on Sunday afternoon while they were cooking, but the smell was so good that my stomach kept growling and I couldn’t nap! My Brother’s Salsa has a big variety of options to try. I used fire-roasted salsa for my tacos, but I think the traditional or tomatillo would be great options.

I enhanced the salsa flavor with a few spices and added a can of tomatoes and chilies for some texture.
You can use frozen or fresh roast. While I used beef, I’m sure you could use pork or chicken.


Brittney is a native Arkansan with a love for bright lights and big city. She often escapes her 20-acre home in a small town to shop, eat and catch a concert in the big city nearby. She blogs about her life, her faith, her adventures, her dogs and her country home at Razorback Britt.
My Brother’s Salsa was founded by ARWB member Helen Lampkin.
Celebrating First fruits from the garden: Greens

The weather is just starting to warm up. We are free of the frosts and freezes. Well, we hope we are! Fingers crossed. But we are ready for our gardens and to start enjoying those fresh homegrown or farmers market vegetables.

The first fruits from the garden that we can get our hands on are greens. Mustards, Collards, Kale, Chard. I love a mess of greens. But truth be told I did not grow up eating them. I didn’t learn to cook greens until after I was married. I looked questionably at the dark green leaves boiling with chunks of salt pork looking very much like a swamp witch’s brew.

I plant my greens early in the year under hoop houses. This helps keep them a bit warmer and protect delicate leaves from any heavy snow. When I cook my greens, I don’t boil them. And there is always bacon involved.


Jeanetta is an artist, blogger, and sometimes homesteader. She’s addicted to coffee, her garden, and chickens. You can see her art and read more stories at JeanettaDarley.com. Or follow her on social media @jeanettadarley.
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Let’s go on a gadget adventure.
I am a sucker for a good kitchen gadget while at the same time ruthless at eliminating redundancy. The two go hand in hand, surprisingly. One speaks to ensuring you have the right gadget for the job and one speaks to eliminating waste. Less is more and more is, well, sometimes awesome.
Let’s go on a gadget adventure, shall we?
1. Purge, purge, purge.
It is time to open up those kitchen drawers. Yes, plural. Do you have drawer after drawer after drawer overflowing with multiples and curiosities? Take an honest assessment. Dump everything out and put aside the gadgets that you use every day. Those go in the drawer with most accessibility. The rest go into two piles: keep and discard. And by discard, I mean giveaway to family, friends, or a thrift store.

2. Explore, explore, explore.
Let your fingers do the exploration via the Internet. Been to Williams-Sonoma’s site lately? How about Sur la Table? Anthropologie? J.B. Prince? Check out what is available and popular by browsing the reviews. People are honest. Love it or hate it, they will always let you know.
3 Get out and touch it.
You’ve been dreaming about that new heat resistant white rubber tong set, haven’t you? Got a store close to you that has it? Get out and check it out. Feel it. Would owning it replace something that you already have? If so, purge, purge, purge the original. Would owning it add a nice new twist to your life? There’s your answer.
4. What the heck is that?
Many different regions, nationalities, and ethnicities have unique gadgets that are special to them. That doesn’t mean that we cannot partake. The darling Scot’s spurtle dates back to the fifteen century and could also be your answer to perfectly lump-free oatmeal on Sunday morning. You’re welcome.
5. Use it or lose it.
Did you purge some and keep some? Did you explore sites that made you hit the “buy” button? Did you get out, touch, and cha-ching the register? Did you decide you really needed the Ethiopian clay pot? Okay, great! Now comes the old adage, “use it or lose it.” All the gadgets in the world won’t add a bit of spice or pizazz to our lives if we don’t start using them. Get on it already!
While these are just five tiny ways to get started on your own gadget adventure, they are really only just the beginning. It is time to start a revolution. Hold up our hands with our half-burned wooden spoons, our slightly bent salad tongs, and those super-cute-I-promise-I-will-use them poached egg holders. The time is NOW to start moving forward. Are you ready?
Go-go-gadget-go.
Lyndi Fultz, nwafoodie
Arkansas Women Blogger member Lyndi Fultz writes about living and eating well from her life in beautiful Northwest Arkansas at nwafoodie. Much of her blogging inspiration comes from this gem of a place, which she refers to as the proverbial land of milk-and-honey. Read more related to cooking, entertaining, gadget suggestions, ingredient explorations, local finds, local restaurant treasures, kitchen tour spotlights, and always with a healthy and simplistic approach.
One of the highlights of my week is Wednesday night church supper. I don’t know that it’s inherently Southern – I’m sure there are churches outside of our region that do weekly meals. However, at our church, it feels like the most classically Southern thing I do each week.
For starters, there are sweet Southern ladies, most of them grandmas, who gather during the day on Wednesday to prepare the meal. The menu rotates, and they do have the option of a healthy choice grilled chicken salad for anyone watching their waistlines. These workers spend hours diligently chopping, sautéing, and preparing the meal for our church.
After work and school, slowly a crowd gathers in our gym. By 5 p.m., the smell of the meal is overwhelming. You can always tell what’s for supper long before you ever get to the buffet line.
A crew of servers happily fills plates while those waiting in line catch up on life. We are treated to Southern fare – chicken fried steak and mashed potatoes, poppy seed chicken with green beans and bacon, and the crowd favorite – breakfast for dinner. On that night, we are treated to biscuits, gravy, and everyone’s beloved hash brown casserole.

Once we fill our plates, we gather around big tables to talk, laugh, and share life while breaking bread. We make trips to the dessert table and choose from a plethora of goodness including homemade pies, cakes, bread pudding, cookies, and my favorite, a Butterfinger ice box pie. We drink lemonade and sweet tea. We help feed each other’s babies. We watch kids as they play around the periphery of the gym. We hug the senior adults like they’re our grandparents. We hear about work, about life, about cars breaking down, and kids having fits. It’s around these tables and these meals that we share life together. It’s the best gathering each week.
I managed to wrangle the top secret hash brown casserole from our head chef, Monica. She makes enough to feed 100+ people each week, but she gave me recipe to make enough for our family. It’s great for breakfast or as a side dish. We love it with a roast or ham. I love it leftover for breakfast. I just love it. It’s easy. It tastes great. And it reminds me of sharing so many meals with my church family whom I love.
I can be a bit of a control freak. (Okay, a LOT!)
Sometimes that’s a good thing, and sometimes it backfires on me.
When it comes to the kitchen, I am a MAJOR control freak.
Early on in my marriage that backfired on me.
I come from a family that spent a lot of time together in the kitchen. We cooked and cleaned together. We hung out in the kitchen. Most family gatherings revolved around food and meals. Making food and eating food together was an important part of our lives.
My husband’s family was not into cooking and gathering around food like my family.
When we spent the first night in our home just after getting married, I planned an elaborate special breakfast. Holidays are always big affairs with menu planning for weeks in advance even if it’s just the two of us. I’ve been known to go all out for special dinners in the middle of the week.
Richie, who would have been happy with fried chicken every night when we first married, always thought this was a bit strange, but smiled and went along with it.
He enjoyed the chaos (and the food) from the comfort of his living room chair.
I expected Richie to step into the kitchen with me. To help cook. To help clean. Or at the least, offer to do the dishes if I did all the cooking.
Richie had never cooked more than a piece of toast, and his lack of understanding how things worked in the kitchen wasn’t entirely his fault. So, I invited Richie into the kitchen to help. We were still in “honeymoon” phase, trying to please each other, attempting to figure out how things worked.
But things didn’t go as expected.
I expected more. I expected knowledge. Basic understanding of how to slice an onion. How to load a dishwasher.
I got angry when that didn’t happen. There was frustration. There were words. Ugly words. There were tears.
It did not go well, to say the least.
Sixteen years later, the kitchen is still a place where we don’t quite jive yet. Recently, we’ve tried to rectify that.
Here are five tips to work better together in the kitchen.

I grew up as the child of Midwestern parents living in the South and my childhood was a perfect blend and meld of two distinct American cultures. I was born in the South and they had lived in the South for several years by then and had adopted many Southern traditions including the holiday food traditions of New Year’s Day. There is much folklore of how the food traditions of New Year’s Day started but many people celebrate the start of a New Year with a meal that includes Black Eyed Peas and Greens which ensure Good Luck and Good Fortune for the New Year.
Vegetables were always present at our meals and my Mom would tell you that we were fairly good eaters willing to try a variety of vegetables. The truth was that my Mom had a secret for ensuring that we would eat those veggies – cheese! For example, broccoli was always served with a little cheese and seasoned salt on top. While we were fairly open to eating veggies, we were not so adventurous to eat true Southern Collard Greens. Instead our Greens on New Year’s Day were cabbage and my mom’s secret weapon was present for our cabbage with a gooey cheese sauce and a little bit of spice that she combined as a cabbage casserole.
Her cabbage casserole was something she adapted from a traditional recipe for Spinach Madeline. Here is her adaption and recipe for Cabbage Madeline. It’s not too spicy and it goes perfectly with Black Eyed Peas and Ham for your New Year’s Day dinner.


I found this recipe for roasted carrots and parsnips with herb butter in a Cooking Fresh magazine years ago, and it instantly became a favorite in our family. It pairs perfectly with any holiday meal—turkey, chicken, beef, or pork—and the vegetarians will love you. No kidding.

While this is not a low calorie dish—there’s butter, y’all—carrots and parsnips are loaded with goodness including phyto-nutrients, vitamins, minerals, and both soluble and insoluble fiber. In a sea of heavy holiday dishes (many that include cream of something soup), this side will be a definite bright spot on your table.

Brittney Lee of Razorback Britt
A couple of years ago, my mom went gluten free. She isn’t allergic to gluten, but she found that gluten aggravated some of her pre-existing medical conditions, so she cut it out. Gluten is typically found in most baked goods, as flour contains gluten. While there are gluten free flours, they behave differently when cooking. So for the first year or so, we had difficulty replacing some of mom’s favorite foods with gluten free alternatives. We struggled to adjust to the gluten free lifestyle, especially when it came to holiday cooking.
Thankfully, over the years we have discovered some delicious gluten free dishes to add to our holiday table. We have found a cornbread mix that makes great cornbread stuffing. And our local health food carries a wonderful gluten free baguette that pairs wonderfully with our cranberry cheese dip. And we’ve adjusted our chicken and wild rice casserole recipe to be gluten free. But one dish was the thorn in my holiday baking side: pie.
My mom loves pecan pie, and we hadn’t found a gluten free pie crust either ready-made or homemade that was perfect for pecan pie. Either the crust turned out too fluffy like a puffed pastry, or it was more of a graham cracker crust. Nothing seemed right for the pecan pie. I wanted so badly to recreate the pecan pie flavor for mom.
I ditched the pie idea and went for something that hit the right flavor notes instead. These gluten free pecan pie bites hit the spot! They are sweet, have the traditional flavors of pecan pie, and are actually pretty healthy! You won’t feel guilty indulging in them all holiday season long!

In my recipe, I used corn syrup to bump up the traditional pecan pie taste. Every pecan pie I’ve ever made used corn syrup, so that’s what I used here. If you want an alternative, you could try another liquid sweetener like maple syrup, molasses, or honey. The point here is for the liquid to be a sweetener and binder. The mixture needs to be sticky enough to hold together in a ball.

Even if you aren’t gluten free, these are an easy treat to make that your family and friends will love. They make great snacks or party food! For a twist, you could drizzle them with chocolate to mimic the flavors in a chocolate pecan pie. They are beautiful stacked in a bowl or spread them out on a platter with fun party picks. Or eat them right off the pan. That’s what I do!


It’s November, and if you are anything like me you are simultaneously overjoyed at and terrified of all the amazing holiday food that is just around the corner. Holiday food is incredibly delicious and, ahem, hearty to say the least. There is really no secret as to why once the holidays are over there is a big push for health and wellness in January; however, it does not have to be this way. While we should certainly enjoy some of those amazing goodies over the next few weeks we can also enjoy those same warm flavors without all of the decadence.
Enter poached fruit, specifically poached pears. In just a few minutes you can enjoy a beautiful and flavorful fruit dessert and not feel even the slightest bit of guilt. How crazy is that? It is a well-kept secret, and one that I think we should be willing to share over and over and over again. These ginger poached pears take some of the warmest and most comforting holiday flavors and combine them all into a gorgeous dessert you will be proud to share.

A few notes before we get started:

Based on David Lebowitz’s Poached Pear recipe (http://www.davidlebovitz.com/2009/11/how-to-make-poached-pears/)
Getting to Know Your ARWB FoodiesHeather Disarro is a food-centric lifestyle blogger who is passionate about embracing the beauty that surrounds us with in our everyday lives. She is a Texan living the expat life in central Arkansas with her husband, son and two massive dogs. Heather writes her blog, Heather’s Dish, from an office filled with dust, dog fur, toys and plenty of love, grace and music. She specializes in creating delicious and creatively nourishing recipes. Cooking seasonally and with as many local ingredients as possible is an important component to Heather’s style of food, and she revels in the opportunity to bring the love of cooking to the world as a way to love others well!