This last gathering of the Qwerty minds might have given me my new favorite dinner ever.


The menu was crafted around the delicious idea (that’s been hanging over our head since Thanksgiving) of “stuffing-waffles”.

And whaddya know? Stuffing isn’t just for Thanksgiving; they sell it all year round, and it’s still just as tasty!

I took the easy way out and used a couple of boxes of Stove Top Pork Stuffing, and put about 1/3 cup sized scoop in each square of my waffle iron. So incredibly scrumptious.


To complete the meal I topped the stuffing-waffle with a scoop of garlicy and buttery mashed potatoes and a rich brown gravy.


And plated it with heaping portions of my classic meatloaf and some steamed broccoli.


Brandie was then the most amazing Brandie ever and made us warm and fresh Chocolate Croissant Bread Pudding for dessert.


The combination of the hearty meatloaf, creamy potatoes, crisp yet soft stuffing (with perfect little holes to hold the gravy), and the chocolaty heaven of the bread pudding was enough to put me in a food coma for another month.




Brie is a fair-weather foodie. She wouldn’t go as far as to say she has a love/hate relationship with food, because she loves food and food clearly loves her; it loves her so much that it holds on as tight as it can and never lets go; mostly in the middle region. Her cooking style involves a lot of butter or garlic or onions, things that have “creamy” or “cheesy” in the title, also anything that you could add bacon to. She’s been making the noms since she was tall enough to reach the counter, and has been eating for even longer*. Brie’s passion for cooking-slash-baking will fluctuate however, usually correlating with how sick she is of doing dishes. Never-the-less, her passion for eating (sushi, take out Chinese, hole in the wall diner-y type foods) is as constant as the sun, the moon, death, and taxes. She also sometimes talks in the third person; don’t worry, you’ll get used to it.
*Fun Fact: When she was 10-13ish, only 1 out of every 5 batches of sugar cookie dough would make it past the butter/sugar stage and end up in the oven instead of Brie’s stomach. #ThisIsWhyI’mFat
P.S. She also set the microwave on fire during the same era while making home-made microwavable popcorn. Pro tip: Alton Brown is WRONG and you cannot put a paper bag with staples into the microwave; things will go badly.
P.P.S Happy ending. Even though to put out the fire she threw a bowl of water onto it and shorted all the circuits, the microwave started working after a week and her mom was non-the-wiser.
P.P.P.S But, I guess not any longer…

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