When it’s your friend’s birthday and you gotta keep it cute and share but you know you the real MVP.
Today’s breakfast served with FACE, FACE, FACE! Mario loooooved the Ham & Cheese French Toast!
Today’s edition of Sunday Brunch featured a recipe for Apple Cheddar Biscuits. This is the second week the chef has prepared an apple dish, and I’m not so sure Mario was happy about it. If you don’t know by now, Mario loves ooey, gooey dishes and doesn’t care much for dry pasties. But, like the pro that he is, he kept his personal feelings in check and ate the whole thing.
A little monkey business in the studio this week! Standing in front of a bacon mural (one of his faves), Mario gets down and dirty with this sticky sensation. Showcasing his love of finger foods, he unapologetically dug right in. We all know he isn’t afraid of a little goo.
This breakfast treat gets two huge, wet, sticky thumbs up!
Nothing wrong with gooey.
What better way to celebrate Easter than to watch our loveable local celebrity taste tester Mario Hilario nosh on some delicious treats? There is no better way. Don’t even bother going to church today because watching this will give you eternal life!
Today’s menu is Ricotta Honey Triangles and honey, they were a delight! Chef Terranova warned him they might be a little gooey, but that wasn’t stopping him.
Nothing wrong with gooey. – Mario
That’s right, Mario. Ain’t nothing wrong with gooey.
Who doesn’t love the smell of cinnamon buns wafting through the house on a Sunday morning? Our favorite on-screen taste tester Mario Hilario is no exception. Today’s recipe was this household staple, but with a twist: currants instead of raisins! While our fearless foodie admitted to never having tried currants, but took the plunge anyway. Watch as Mario rides the wave from skeptic to full-fledged fan!
I was asked by the Huffington Post to put together a “Divorce Care Package” for their series of the same name.
Read all about it here!
Excuse me for a minute while I climb onto my soapbox.
Yesterday, I was doing my usual Sunday morning routine: nothing. I was trolling Facebook, playing Candy Crush. As I was scrolling through my news feed, I saw the headline that actor Philip Seymour Hoffman died, apparently of a drug overdose. When I read that, I got a serious case of the sads. I loved him as an actor. He was in some of my favorite movies, in particular The Big Lebowski. Super talented, quirky….he could play such a range of characters. So, I was really bummed. He was only 46. I remembered reading recently that he had checked himself into rehab, but it wasn’t because he was using again. It was a preventative measure because for some reason, he felt as if he would have a major relapse. Unfortunately, that didn’t stop him and here we are. But, that’s not the overwhelming tragedy to me. The real tragedy is what I am reading in the aftermath of his death. Reports are saying that he was found in his bathroom, alone in his boxer shorts, with a needle stuck in his arm. It’s this last detail that has really made me sick; not because it happened, but because I know about it.