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Whole Foods Clearwater Now Open!

Nothing makes me more excited at 8am on a Wednesday than loading the baby up, stepping out into the crisp autumn air (okay well 78 is crisp in Florida) and waiting in line to enter the glorious new Whole Foods Store that opened in Clearwater today at Countryside mall! With a fairly nice variety of natural food supermarkets, farmer’s markets and even a widening organic selection available at Publix in the Tampa Bay area, it was high time Whole Foods got their slice of the organic consumer pie. I’ve been patiently awaiting the grand opening since I heard about the new store last year and I was so excited to be there on opening day!

whole-foods-clearwater-opening-day-homemakerchic.comMy fellow blogger friend Lane and I arrived at about 8:30 in the morning and the line was already wrapped around the building. There was a promise of free gift cards ranging in value from $5-$500 for the first 500 people in line. Apparently some verrrrry enthusiastic (read:insane!) Whole Foods fans lined up at 9pm last night to get the first spot in line. By the time we got there all the cards had already been given away, but we were super surprised and thankful when they came by with a second round of gift cards for all the rest of us! Lane and I got $5 each which bought us some delicious coffee and pastries at the cafe inside.
Thankfully we only had to wait about 35 minutes to get in and it certainly was a madhouse once we entered the organic mecca. But this was a well (albeit newly) coconut-oiled machine. The staff were friendly and informative, and when Luke knocked over my coffee and spilled it everywhere there was a crew with a cone and mop on the scene within seconds. It was quite impressive. (Don’t mind Luke’s uninterested pose below, there were some very appealing flowers right within his view.)homemaker-chic-whole-foods-open-countryside The selections were vast and most surprisingly there were a lot of very reasonably priced products. I was overwhelmed with the health and beauty section and all the awesome deals on products I’ve been¬†looking for! 99 cents for all natural fluoride free toothpaste? I’ll take four! Liter sized bottle of All-natural shampoo for under $7? Thank you ma’am! Guava Kombucha for the road? Yes, Please!

Most impressive of all were the 100+ locally sourced items like fresh seafood and produce, and locally farmed and packaged pasta sauces and honeys. That’s the sort of thing that will really steal my business. Its a good option for when I can’t make it to the farmer’s market on the weekend.

I can’t wait till all this opening madness dies down so I can go back and really take in the store aisle by aisle. Or partake in the beer and wine bar on $8 beer and burger night! This is going to be a very good thing for mama. ūüôā


A Culinary Tour of New Orleans

Of all the places I’ve travelled in the US, somehow New Orleans had never made it on the list. As Adam and I considered where to go for our summer trip, I really wanted to go somewhere new since our last 3 trips have been to Key West. I love key west, but I was starting to think that we are boring travellers. So onward to New Orleans we went, and it was such a cool experience! Since I’m such a total foodie I’ll give you a tour of New Orleans stopping off at all the amazing restaurants we sampled along the way.

Our trip started with lunch at Deanie’s. We had two different locals recommend this place, one old black lady said “Don’t go to Mother’s. It ain’t all dat. You’ll pay too much, and you’ll be pissed off! Go to Deanie’s and get the half platter, that’s all ya need.” So we obeyed.

What we received was a giant mountain of fried seafood and fries. Even the half platter was too much for both of us. I’m not sure if I’m just a snob, but in my opinion you could fry a boot and it would taste good, so I wasn’t all that impressed with the seafood, because all I could taste was fried breading. It was fine I guess. You won’t be missing much if you past it up.

Next we walked down bourbon street. Listen to me… avoid bourbon street at all costs! I was appalled at how debauched and disgusting it was, even in the middle of the afternoon. I’ve never seen a street more filthy and degrading to women than this one. Even the red light districts in Europe don’t compare. The windows are papered with the most explicit pornography right out there in the open, for unassuming passerby’s to see. Poor Adam had to keep his head down while I navigated us away from there! We accidentally ended up crossing over Bourbon Street one night to get to another street and in the two seconds we were there I saw male strippers dancing on poles. Blegh. Not my kinda thing at all!¬†Trust me, there is nothing there worth seeing. Don’t even bother.

For dinner we had reservations at Luke, one of Chef John Besh’s restaurants. I’ve actually met John Besh so I was excited to try this place out. Oh My Goodness! It was seriously awesome. The decor was an awesome combination of trendy, chic, and down-home southern comfort. I loved the cast iron skillets our meals were served in, and the dish towel napkins that looked like they came from Chef Besh’s granny’s house.

The shrimp and grits had some of the most incredible flavour combinations I’ve ever had in my life! Seriously, it was absolutely incredible. I was floored. Adam had a roast chicken with vegetables and mashed potatoes. Can you say comfort food? It was delectable. Everything was perfect.

We saw a sign¬†for¬†free comedy at The house of blues so we headed in and saw a great show! They do this every thursday night so if you’re looking for free entertainment this is a good idea. I used to do stand up comedy so I love supporting local comedians in various cities.

On the advice of Yelp reviewers we headed down to Frenchman street for drinks and jazz. Now this is what I was hoping for when I thought of New Orleans. Cool bars, locals, great drinks, and the best jazz I’ve ever heard.

We ended up at Maison Frenchman where we saw a group of college guys in about a 15 piece interchangeable lineup. It was really cool to see how many local musicians there are. Every one walks around with an instrument in their hands and they just pop in and out of clubs picking up in different bands. It is a very cool part of town.

The next day we had breakfast at Cafe Du Monde. It started pouring rain while we were there so we just sat for awhile enjoying our Cafe Au Laits and Beignets. I really don’t need to speak for Cafe Du Monde because it speaks for itself, but I will just say that it truly lives up to the hype. The only unfortunate part is that it has become very touristy and it is really busy. Its not really a sit and relax sort of cafe. It is very noisy and the tables are packed in like sardines, but it is really fun to pop in for a few minutes and enjoy the best beignet of your life!

You can’t leave N’awlins without a praline so we stopped into Southern Candymakers for a sweet treat. Adam had the chocolate fudge and I had a traditional carmel praline. In Florida we say pray-leen, but here is is PRAH-leen. However you want to pronounce it they were absolutely divine. I ate mine so fast I didn’t get a chance to take a picture of it!

We spent the afternoon walking around Decatur and Royal streets. We saw the Natchez on the Mississippi, walked into the beautiful cathedral, strolled through the French Market, popped into Kitchen Witch for a bit and talked about food with Phillipe. This part of town is really what I think of when I think of New Orleans. It was really nice to stop and listen to Jazz on the street, which is what you will find on nearly every corner. Phillipe suggested we stop over at Coop’s for some good low-country food. We really came to like the Abita beer which is a staple at every bar in NOLA. The jumbalaya here was really thick, and had rabbit in it. Not my favourite but it was interesting to try.

This weekend was the Tales of the Cocktail drink festival so we took a cocktail tour of the French Quarter. It was really fun but the Absynthe cocktail did me in and I got really sick. I had to go to bed early. This is a fun tour to learn a little about the history of the town but don’t drink the Absynthe!

On Saturday afternoon we took the streetcar down to St. Charles in the Garden district to see all the lovely architecture. There’s no need to get off, just taking the streetcar is a really nice little tour down through all the neighborhoods and back.

We loved Royal street so much that we decided to head back that way to enjoy some of the scenery and relaxed vibe. We ended up at Cafe Amelie which is a lovely little spot tucked away off the beaten path. While we were there we actually spotted Lenny Kravitz who lives nearby. The food was really good, though the portion were a bit small. The goat cheese and fig jam appetizer does not disappoint. The fig jam is made in house and was delicious.

For dinner we tried Marigny Brasserie since it was on Frenchmen and we wanted to listen to jazz down there anyway. I was very under impressed. The server started out by telling us everything that was NOT on the menu. The only two beers my husband asked about were unavailable so we just settled for water. When the meal came the presentation was poor and the dishes were surprisingly ugly for such a lovely restaurant. The server never came back from the time our food was delivered until we were finished eating, so we didn’t have the chance to ask for extra napkins, sauces, or anything. We had the shrimp and grits appetizer which tasted nice but compared to Luke’s was not as good as I’d hoped. The po’ boy sandwich was dry, so we dipped it in the corn and seafood bisque which actually tasted pretty good. The sweet potato fries that came with the sandwich were soggy and we didn’t even eat them. When we brought it to the attention of the server, he didn’t offer any solution other than to let the kitchen know. I don’t think there was any background music playing either. Which is an odd thing to notice but again, with such a lovely decor you would think it would be a bit more classy.

We hopped into a few more jazz bars on Frenchmen but found ourselves back at Maison, because of the great music. It really became our favourite place in town. Before the night was over we had to go back to Cafe Du Monde for more beignets! They are sooo good.

On our way back to the hotel we decided to walk through Harrah’s casino just for fun. We don’t gamble but it was cool to see the casino anyway. We watched a guy lose about $700 in about 10 minutes at a black jack table. Always a good reminder of exactly why we don’t gamble, lol!

Sunday morning we had breakfast at the Ruby Slipper. There was a really long wait but we were able to find two seats at the bar and sat down right away. I felt kinda bad watching all those people wait outside in 90 degree weather while I enjoyed some really delicious grits. They had some really nice menu options such as crabcake and eggs, and banana’s foster french toast. I just had grits and bacon but the guy next to me had the crabcake breakfast and it looked really good!

We headed down Royal and Chartres for the remainder of the day to look in art galleries and take in our last few hours of the city. Our last stop was at the French Market Restaurant where we had amazing service and made friends with the whole wait staff. We sat up stairs and we were the only ones in the whole restaurant at 2 in the afternoon. We had the alligator bites and they brought us free chargrilled oysters to make a convert out of me. They swore I’d like them and oh my goodness I did! They were so amazing. They chargrill them with romano cheese, butter and chablis, with a metal bowl over them on the grill to pull the smoke down. Good idea!

What a great city. It was a really good time. As long as you know where to go and where not to go you will really enjoy your time here.

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A Bike Ride in Dunedin

When Adam and I moved to Clearwater we had every intention of riding bikes on the Pinellas Trail, but when he hurt his back during our move wehad to shelf our dreams of being Mr. and Mrs. Tour du France. Well he is finally better and last night we finally, one year later, took the bikes out for a lovely evening in Dunedin!

For dinner we stopped at Sea Sea Riders at the corner of Alt 19 and Main Street. I’ve seen this place a thousand times but never stopped in. Well let me tell you, if you have not had the chance to dine at this charming Old Florida spot you are missing out! Our server, Ashley, was knowledgeable, attentive, and friendly. The atomosphere is very Key West (which I know a lot about since I was JUST there). It reminded me of an old ship on the inside, and a lovely Key West porch on the outside.

We also spotted a Dunedin Orange Painting which in this town might as well be a Banksy. If you’ve ever been to this little beach town you’ve seen the lovely grafitti which is the work of local artist Steven Spathelf.¬†

We sat on the porch and took in the lovely view of the bay and the Dunedin marina. Adam ordered a Salmon BLT (which didn’t sound very good to me) and he said the salmon didn’t have a lot of flavour but that it was fine. I personally wouldn’t have ordered that, so I’m not going to discredit them, lol. We heard the black bean chili was the best in town so we had a bowl of it, and scarfed it down before I could get a picture! It was delicious! You could tell that it was homemade.


I ordered the Vanilla Rum Glazed Grouper with Macadamia nut brittle, spiced grilled pineapple, red curry coconut cream sauce and wild rice. It was heavenly! The Macadamia brittle was delightfully crunchy and sweet, and the coconut cream sauce was superb. I could have eaten it as a soup.

After dinner we headed over to Stachan’s (pronounced Strawns) which is THE BEST ice cream shop I’ve ever been to. Their ice cream is out of this world.

Just as we were finishing our ice cream the sun was beginning to set so we pedaled down to the marina to catch the glorious sunset over the bay. It was magnificent. The pictures just don’t do it justice. A perfect ending to the perfect date. I love living here. Sometimes I just can’t believe how beautiful it is.

Downtown Tampa Market and The Alligator Pear

One of my favourite things to do in the world is to visit festivals and outdoor markets. A few years ago I went to the Tampa Downtown Market and remembered the large selection of treats, wares, and farm fresh produce. Last Friday was their last open day for the season so I slapped on some SPF and headed downtown. I have to say I was ill-impressed. It’s really not like me to dog local events, because I love my city. I mean I totally put on for my city. I will allow that since it was the last day of the season, perhaps I was picking up on the dregs of a busy spring but, Tampa, we can do better. It was extremely hot (even for Floridians) and the location had moved from the park where I had attended before, to a blocked off Twiggs Street with no shade cover and plenty of brick to magnify the heat. Downtown markets are tough in the heat because the buildings block any would-be breeze.

Florida weather aside there was a small selection, too much jewelry, not enough food, and no produce at all. The few product booths they had were lame and over-prized, with the exception of a few choice vendors.

I stopped and chatted with the ladies from a cork jewelry booth. They were out of cards otherwise I would have mentioned them by name. Their stuff was really cool and they were super friendly! It looked expensive so I didn’t ask for prices since I only had about $20 on me, but if I were into that sort of thing I totally would have bought something.

The other booth worth mentioning was a Wine Slushie Booth. I know, I know. Listen, wine snobs, it wasn’t THAT bad. Okay, it was pretty bad. But a fun idea, and the guy was very nice! I’m sure people who drink white zinfandel would be big fans. (I keed!) At a price of $9 per unit, I skipped on the slushie mix (which was basically koolaid powder that you mix with wine and then freeze), but he did have a seasoning mix that smelled pretty good so I picked up a pack for four bucks which I plan to use for grilled chicken soon.

As far as food goes, nothing really jumped out at me until I noticed a large line forming in front of one lone stand. The Alligator Pear. I had no idea what sort of food it was or what they were serving but everyone seemed like they knew what they were doing so, for a brief moment..

I became a follower.

I watched husband and wife team Greg and Amanda Williams as they worked and sweated side by side serving customers quickly in a ballet that was efficient and cool. Though it was about a million degrees (maybe a million point two) and the line behind me had doubled in size, the Williams duo was in sync and never in the weeds. As I got closer I realized that 1- Alligator Pear is a clever entendre on an Avocado (cute! and also duh.) and 2- they serve a sort of asian fusion taco et cetera.

When I got up to the counter I asked her to serve me whatever the best was. What I received Half Thai Chicken and Half Korean Beef over rice both topped with a colorful crisp “raw-slaw” of cabbage and carrots. She topped the chicken with an avocado-cilantro sauce extra cilantro and crunchy peanuts and the beef with red onions a spicy and delicious sauce of je n’sais quoi.

What resulted was a surprising combination of obscure asian flavours, the perfect amount of heat, cooled by the crisp freshness of the slaw. It was DIVINE! I tasted a sample of the blueberry lemonade (out of a darling punch dispenser). It was sweet and tasty, but I was too hot for sugar so I opted for a water instead. This totally made my day and completely apologized for what would have otherwise been a waste of my $2.25 parking fee.

The Alligator Pear makes the rounds at various farmer’s markets around Florida and I cannot WAIT until they come back to town. I plan to visit them at the Hyde Park Fresh Market. I’m dying to try the Sweet Potato and Swiss Chard Taco!

Atlanta Food & Wine Festival!

This past weekend my mother and I attended the second annual Atlanta Food & Wine Festival. Last year my brother, Chef Nathan Lippy, was a headliner and we had so much fun that we just had to double back. It was a weekend full of southern goodness, great cooking tips and charming company. My next several posts will be about different aspects of the weekend including some reviews of local Atlanta restaurants we visited while in town…

For now I will give you a visual snack of some of our highlights.

We started off the weekend with a toast of Champagne and Bourbon. It was dee-licious!

The view of midtown Atlanta from our room at the Loew’s was amazing!

The weekend centered around southern dishes, organic and sustainable produce and amazing flavors! These greens were picked on the morning we ate them. The fresh flavor was incredible.

The feel of the festival and midtown Atlanta was rustic and lively. I loved the upscale flavors and down home look of the whole weekend.

We enjoyed a Pig Out BBQ at JCTs downtown. It was right on this old country railroad track which totally reminds me of the movie Fried Green Tomatoes.

Chris Lilly and Chef Ford Fry rocked the BBQ at JCTs. 

The decor was rustic and lovely.

One of the highlights of the weekend were the tasting tents.

Here are three of my favourite dishes of the weekend.

BBQ Taco and grilled corn from Jim&Nick’s with a Pineapple/Habenero Patron Margarita.

La Bonne Vie Cheeses had an amazing treat of Goat cheese, cinnamon, pecans and dried cranberries. Mmmm soo sweet and tasty.

The best class by far was with the Van Aken Family.

Chefs Norman, Justin and Janet showed us an amazing Mojo grilled Red Snapper recipe. It was the most delicious thing I tasted all weekend.

As far as drinks go the two highlights for me were…

The Madeira wine tasting. OMG if you’ve never tasted Madeira, you simple MUST! It is one of the most fantastic flavours I’ve ever experienced.

The best cocktail by far was at the Cocktail Showdown. I had Cucumber Gin with Elderflower and Cucumber infused Simple Syrup and an Elderberry garnish. Mmm. So fresh and light.

All in all it was a fantastic weekend. Can’t wait for next year!

Sunset at Pier 60

Its not everyday I get down to the beach, but when I do I’m always amazed at how beautiful God’s creation truly is, and how blessed I am to live just a short 20 minute drive away.

When its a balmy 78ňö and the sun is begging to give me just a tiny kiss, I simply can not resist. I hopped in my truck and headed across the bridge to Clearwater Beach. Palm Pavillion was calling my name, and so was the second best Bloody Mary in this city. (Some day I’ll write about number 1). Kindle came along too and the two of us enjoy a few chapters and some tasty chicken nachos.

These nachos ruled the school because instead of a pile where the bottom chips are plain and soggy, and the top chips get all the goodies- these chips were all toasted individually and each had a the perfect portion of cheese, chicken, and jalapénos. They also put the salsa and pico on the side which made me very happy.

After lunch I took a walk down the beach toward the pier. The sun was looking mighty fine and I took the opportunity to take a few pictures and catch up on my people watching. There were kids playing, a girl doing yoga and a couple gratuitously making out and rolling around in the sand. The sun didn’t pay any mind… he just kept doing his thing.

Every time I see this sight I think the same thing… I LIVE HERE!

There is something so very spiritual about the sunset.When I feel the warmth, and gaze into the beaming light, I feel so close to God, and I consider how very much like Him I would like to be. He is the ultimate artist. He didn’t have to make the water move like it does, and make the light sparkle and dance like it does, but He did. He is what creativity is all about. I imagine how fun it must have been to start this whole thing called the Earth from scratch. Like an empty canvas wondering what it is about to become. We are His masterpiece. Wow!

I remember swimming in this very water as a girl, and never daring to go under the pier lest I get swallowed up by the giant octopus that lived there.

I’m still uncovering lies my brother told me. Oh the tales spoken by his lips that I always believed and still do.

When the weather is nice, the City of Clearwater puts on a little fair at sunset on Pier 60.

There are lots of merchants selling their wares, and musicians playing for pennies. They’ve been doing this since I was a kid. I remember how much I loved seeing all the little do-dads people would make, and imagining that some day I would make things and sell them. Maybe I’m not so far off from what I thought I’d become.

I love this old Pier.

I love its 1960’s charm, and weathered feel. This Pier has seen many storms and hurricanes yet it still stands. When everyone flees and take shelter, Pier 60 remains.

Something tells me this wooden railing is so much more beautiful today than the day it was built.

It has earned its patina from the conditioning that happens only from the oils of a million hands. It is smoothed by the squalls washing over it thousands of times. Hardened by the sun baking day after day. Warmed and seasoned.

I got lucky and caught this seagull taking off.

Finally Adam came to join me for an ice cream cone…

and a kiss…

the perfect ending to the perfect day.

Bella’s Confetti “Spaghetti”


In Hyde Park, Tampa is the perfect little Italian place that I’ve been frequenting for 15 years or more. Tucked away almost to the bay on Howard Ave, past McDintons with its drunken 20 somethings, past Cheap with guys in faux-hawks, blazers and gals in fake boobs with belts for skirts… this little gem is for the more distinguished (however unrefined) patron.

It has been my go-to favourite spot for many eventful evenings. My parents took me there after my first ballet performance. I went there on my 12th, 14th, 16th birthday, 20th birthday… (never noticed the even years until just now- omen?) I’ve been there on dates, late lunches apr√©s-shopping/pre-matin√©e. I’ve dabbled around with different appetizers, and tried many of their wines and cocktails, I’ve even dared to try a few desserts other than my beloved creme brulee.¬†But from the main dish I have never been unfaithful.

Not once, not even one single time, have I ever shared my loyalty to¬†…

¬†¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† Bella’s Confetti Spaghetti.

It was my mother who first ordered it. I remember tasting it cold the next day in the adorable chinese take-out box it traveled home in. It might as well have been wrapped in a bow. I was hooked. Each time we sat down, when the server presented my menu I confidently rejected… I already knew what I would order.

I LOVE that my parents never batted an eyelash while our family watched the server grating a mountain of cheese on my pasta. For parents who were strict on politeness, and staunchly discouraged immature and inconsiderate behaviour, they never once said, “Okay dear, that’s enough.” My mother still, to this day, watches in amusement as I consume amounts of cheese that can in no way be healthy. My cheese obsession will have to be reserved for another blog entirely. I digress… end cheese caveat.

So when I moved to Europe in 2005 it was only a matter of time before I longed for the taste of peas, fresh tomatoes and spaghetti cooked to al dente perfection swimming in a sublime blush sauce with a hint of bacon. A few times I even attempted an off menu order for a daring chef to attempt recreation, but the “customer is always wrong” policy in Europe did not lend itself to custom requests from patrons. Finally, I decided I would attempt a recreation myself, and thus was born possibly my favourite recipe of all time. After years of practice, and experimentation I’ve come up with something mighty grand. I added mushrooms, varied the type of pasta depending on what I have on hand, and did away with the fresh parsley. It is pretty simple once you nail the b√©chamel.

Disclaimer: Now when I cook, its like an old granny. Its just a little of this, and a pinch of that. I simply know no other way.¬†I’m sure one day my grandchildren are going to be driven bananas when they ask me for recipes, just as I was by my grandmother.¬†I apologize now for any readers driven bananas as a result of this recipe.


About a cup of Fresh tomatoes (okay sometimes I cheat and use canned)

About a cup of Peas

2 or 3 strips of Bacon

A decent pour of Milk (whole milk tastes best)

A little stock

A little flour

A blop of red pasta sauce

2ish Tbsp of Butter

1 clove of Garlic (I always buy it in a jar but a clove sounds nicer)

Maybe a third of a red onion

A handful of Mushrooms (more if you’re a carnie, less if you have man hands.)

Pasta of any kind, preferably spaghetti, rotini or rotelle

A mountain of Parmesan Cheese


Start by frying up the bacon until its crispy. Set aside and chop into bits once cooled. Throw in the mushrooms, onion, garlic and a little butter. Also some salt and pepper. Saute until its all caramelized then stir in the peas, bacon and tomatoes and set aside. (Did you know that saute meant “to jump” in french?)

Start boiling your pasta. Remember: Pasta water should be like the sea. Salty.

For the sauce:

Melt the butter and add a few spoons of flour. For a thicker sauce add a few tablespoons, for a thinner sauce add just one or two. With a whisk stir continually and cook on low heat until the butter/flour mixture begins to very slightly turn beige. This is called a roux. Knowing exactly how long to do this is a skill that requires a lot of practice. I can’t tell you exactly how long, but you can kind of tell its ready when it doesn’t smell too “floury” anymore. If it gets too brown your sauce will taste burnt. If you don’t cook it long enough your sauce will taste like flour. If its not right you can always start over. It doesn’t take long to do. Maybe 4-5 minutes.

Once your roux is ready start adding the milk a little at a time. It will thicken up very quickly at first but whisk quickly and it will stay smooth. Keep whisking and pouring a little at a time until it looks like you have enough sauce for your pasta. Sometimes I have my husband pour while I whisk. My mother used to have me pour while she whisked. She would tell me when to start and stop by saying, “PoooooooooooooooUR.” The pour kinda went up at the end and got louder, which meant STOP.

Add some salt, pepper, garlic powder if you want it to be extra garlicky. Add about 1/4 cup parmesan cheese, and the blop of pasta sauce to give it a pink color and a tangy flavour. If you have some extra bacon fat, stir in a couple teaspoons for a more smokey flavor.

Continue stirring and cook your sauce on low for 5-10 minutes until all the flavors have married and had a lovely reception. Do not boil, for this leads to divorce.

By now your pasta should be done. Drain, add your mushroom, pea, tomato, bacon mix, then pour the sauce over and stir.

Serve with a copious pile of parmesan cheese and enjoy. ūüôā