Ok, a chef I am NOT. I mean, I can whip up dinner five nights a week to feed my family. But, don’t think that involves some sort of creativity and/or mad kitchen skills. Um, no. It typically involves my good pal Shake and Bake OR mostly the fact that my husband is not afraid to grill 365 days a year. He’s a smart man. He knows it’s a much safer option to put him in charge of the main dish.

But, I have mom guilt about not showing my children how to do stuff in the kitchen! I have visions of other moms putting adorable aprons on their kids as they all stand around the kitchen island tossing in a little of this and a little of that. I’m lookin’ at you Joanna Gaines. In my house it’s - mom, can I help? Sure, toss these veggies in the microwave sweet pea.

So, as part of my 2019 resolutions, I decided I’d attempt a ‘real’ recipe at least once a month (gotta go slow, people). AND, I am proud to say that I DID that and now I have what I do believe is my signature dish… my specialty! So good that my son ASKS me to make it for him and we had company over last night and they said it was the best they’d ever had.

WHAAAT!! Holla!!!! I did it!!!

Meatballs. Yes, I have a super awesome recipe for (not gonna lie) - honestly, the best meatballs I’ve ever had. AND, I have my other bestie Betty Crocker to thank. Wanna know how I found this awesomeness? I Googled. Yep. I Googled ‘easy meatballs’ and voila! This is what appeared.

Click here for the magical recipe.

Swear, they’re amazing. I dump three jars of spaghetti sauce in the crockpot, add the cooked meatballs and keep on ‘warm’ for a couple of hours.

I feel like I’m ready for my own cooking show. Don’t you agree?

Jennifer Waldman