We are quickly creeping up on one of the best weekends of the year and there is just so much that we should be eating right now. I have collected a few of my almost-summer favorites from the past couple years for your Memorial Day inspiration. Get out those ice cream makers, heat up the grills, let's make this the best long weekend ever - rain or no rain.
SIDES
Spicy Summer Salad with Roasted Fingerling Potatoes
The Bestest Grilled Sweet Corn with Sun-Dried Tomato Butter
Kale and Barley Salad with Roasted Beets
MAINS
Crab Cakes with Old Bay Hollandaise
Truffle Brie Lobster Macaroni & Cheese
DRINKS
Watermelon Raspberry Lemon Slushie
Strawberry Grapefruit Spritzer
DESSERTS
Peach & Cherry Cornmeal Cobbler
Strawberry Crisp with Buttermilk Cream Cheese Ice Cream
Blueberry Pie with Cinnamon Ice Cream
Sending all the best picnic vibes your way!
Sincerely,
Pedantic Foodie
“This is our place, we make the rules…”
Taylor is once again swirling through my brain on repeat and I am taking her lyric as my inspiration to rewrite the unwritten rules of hot chocolate consumption.
Several weeks ago Mr. Pedantic and I braved the blazing Virginia heat and spent the larger part of a July Saturday at a taco festival.
It was as magical and as humid as you would suspect, and while the empanadas were a half-moon-shaped piece of Heaven, and the macaroni and cheese tacos as indulgent as we dared hope for, one of my favorite treats of the day was neither taco nor taco-inspired.
Late-night banana pudding cravings happen.
When the pajamas are donned and the Netflix is waiting, there is no time for custard-making and cream-whipping, yet a good, theoretical craving such as this is not to be ignored.
Satisfaction is required, but time is of the essence.
When I tucked my little lemon balm plant into our overfull cart of verdant babies back in early spring, I had no idea what I would use it’s fragrant leaves for or in, but I just knew I had to take it home.
“I don’t like s’mores” is one statement that my mind finds incomprehensible.
I am not sure how anyone could find the combination of milk chocolate, graham crackers, and fluffy sugar clouds distasteful, but I’ve met more than one s’mores hater in my life.
Limeade will forever be a reminder of sunny afternoons spent in my grandmother’s Buick, sitting in the hundred-year-old drive-in diner, sipping on styrofoam cups filled with pebble ice and limeade in its purest, 3-ingredient form.
It was pretty magical.

Let’s make an at-home version of my newest obsession!