Before you get hasty with me for having a box of Velveeta on my blog, hold your horses. First, no less than 8 years ago (maybe even less…), making Velveeta was synonymous with “a good dinner in” – especially the one with the broccoli bits. Second, this isn’t what you think – I have not turned to a life of processed food, and I’m not about to squirt cheese into my mouth or break out the bag of Friday’s Potato Skins. But check this out – I DO have something exciting to tell you, and that’s this: Iron Chef is back!!! Holla! Back when we were bayside and shuckin’ oysters over too much wine, a few of us started talking about dinner party ideas, and somehow the foods of our youths were weaved into the convo. In general, we chatted about how our food choices have changed so much...
