Last week, I knew we'd hit the ultimate in our fancy lives with His & Hers cough medicine.
Not only is it fancy, but it's really sexy, too.
In other equally exciting and fancy news, we are now the proud owners of a new
Crooooockpooooot! (Oprah voice)
Our original crock, gifted to us when we married, is packed away in storage in Alabama.
We survived one NYC winter without our beloved crock and we shan't do it again...
because nothing equals a fancy meal like throwing a ton of ingredients in one bigA pot and watching the thing do it's magic.
Hello potato soup and chili and all other forms of crockery goodness.
Here's one last fancy gem from us Rigo's...Swazzle.
That's what my man calls it. Perhaps you call it wassail or cider.
However you say it, the swazzle is here and as you can tell, it's very fancy and highly difficult to make.
Here's your one chance, Fancy, don't let me down. Name that tune.