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Best Recipes of 2006

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Black Pepper Almonds

“Might as well the way I am.” That’s my Dad’s customary response when offered a second helping, another slice of pie, just one more cookie. Whether accompanied with contrition or, more often, by an appreciative grin, his words reflect the wisdom of 80 years. So near the end of the holiday season, perhaps the rest of us might benefit from similar acceptance. After all, the damage is already done: nearly all the holiday parties and family gatherings, buffets and dinners are behind us. Besides, January 2 and the inevitable extra cycles on the Stairmaster will arrive soon enough. So add these festive almonds to your New Year’s celebration fare. They pack an addictive bite along with (okay, feel virtuous, starting now!) protein and fiber. If you can, keep from tasting the candied pepper bits that fall from the nuts! We might as well, the way we are. ALANNA’S TIPS Black Pepper Almonds are an easy make-ahead or last-minute addition to party tables. Once they’re out of the

Date-Night Chicken

Time was, the fastest way to a man’s heart was through his stomach. But in Title IX time, turn-about is fair play. Bachelors, take heed: the way to a woman’s heart is a home-cooked meal. Restaurants are wise choices for first dates and special occasions. But soon enough, she’ll invite you over, then wait for you to reciprocate. Or she won’t, but your wallet will suffer from dining out. Enter Date-Night Chicken, an easy, inexpensive and make-ahead supper guaranteed by a now happily married cousin to ‘reel them in’. A relaxed evening at home is the bait. With a little planning, your preparations can be just as easy-going; with a little luck, your payoff can be just as big. First up, the tackle. Stop by the grocery, remembering to pick up salad essentials from the salad bar and something chocolate for dessert. You can cook the chicken, but not bake it, up to a day ahead. With supper under control, survey the fishing hole. Create a romantic playlist on your iPOD just for her. Chi

Cranberry Pudding with Butter Sauce

A popular recipe from the 1950s and 1960s, a dense, moist cranberry cake served with a rich butter sauce . Real Food, Fresh & Seasonal. Retro Dessert. Budget Friendly. No Mixer Needed. Weeknight Easy, Weekend Special. Holiday Potluck & Party Friendly. Vegan Cake.

Cranberry Champagne Cocktail

My go-to festive holiday cocktail, a simple three-ingredient combination of cranberry juice, orange liqueur and champagne that works especially well for brunches when low-alcohol (or no alchohol) are extra appreciated. Just Three Ingredients. Homestyle Holiday Cocktails, Fresh & Festive, Mostly Make-Ahead. An Approachable Winter Classic & Easily Adaptable to Other Seasons and Occasions. Perfect When Cooking for One or Two . Scales from Small Carafes to Large Pitchers. Easy DIY. Naturally Gluten Free. So Good!!

Butter Tart Bars

My mother's recipe for the classic Canadian dessert, Butter Tarts, here in easy-to-make bars. Rich, easy, delicious and perfect for dainty trays. COMPLIMENTS! "... they were wonderful!" ~ Beverly "Your mom's recipe looks a lot like one my gran made often for Christmas care packages." ~ Jacqueline When my mother was young, every little café in Canada served butter tarts, buttery pastry filled with a caramel syrup and, some say "Yes!", some say "No way!" raisins. Last summer, I pulled into Sprague, the Minnesota-Manitoba border stop that from the road appears more like a dusty gas station than a small town. The Grey Goose still pulls through Sprague twice a week, not twice a day as it did during the years when Mom pinned a note to my coat to put me on the bus at one end and Nana fetched me at the other. I knew to sit at the front far from the smelly restroom and smokers. I knew to beg my dad for a quarter for