creamy chicken spaghetti.

lots of mushrooms.
that's the key to happiness.
creamy chicken spaghetti.
brought to you by the awesome pioneer woman! heck yeah.
seriously, make this.
everyone loves it.
[well, except for the mushroom haters and the olive haters...but oh well. they can go fry themselves an egg on toast. this dish rocks.]

there....there is a lot of this in it. that's how it turned out so good. ;)
but....who's afraid to live a little? not me.
el oh el.
or, as so and so once said....

I know it’s bathing suit season and we all need to be more conscious of every bite that enters our yappers so we can all look great in our bikinis.

But here’s the awesome part: I haven’t worn a bikini since 1993! It was in Bermuda. I was on a vacation with my kid sister Betsy and I wore that bikini like there was no tomorrow. I think deep down I must have sensed that the time was drawing near that “bikini” would one day be as foreign to me as “clean car” or “empty hamper.” And I enjoyed every minute of it.

Anyway, now that I don’t wear bikinis and worry about every fat gram and every tenth of a pound…I get to eat things like this!

And you can eat things like this, too! Just bury that sucker in your hope chest forever and enjoy life a little. [via this recipe post by the brilliant ree]

tell me she isn't brilliant. 
come on. 
after tonight, i have realized that the ultimate compliment to one's culinary attempts/struggles/triumphs is "that...is naughty...." said, of course, with a smile, and a reluctant hand setting the fork down next to an empty plate that has seen seconds. ;)

i really want to try making her cajun chicken pasta sometime... ohmagosh, yes.

photo credit: the pioneer woman.