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Makes Your Kitchen MAGIC!
Welcome to my recipe collection. Here you will find my delicious dishes, both new and old. I will also share my take on some essential kitchen standards. All of these are designed to be simple and prepared quickly (though some recipes can take a long time to actually cook). I hope you enjoy them.
Peachy Mango Roast Cornish Hens ‘25
This is Mama Miche, and today in my Magic Kitchen: Peachy Mango Roast Cornish Hens.
Picture this: golden Cornish hens roasting in the oven, kissed with juicy mango, ripe peaches, a drizzle of honey, and a sprinkle of Twice Stolen Spice™. It’s sweet, fragrant, and bursting with flavor. I love welcoming in the New Year with a dish that’s as sweet as honey on your tongue. Make this and make your kitchen magic! MMMK
Peachy Mango Roast Cornish Hens
This is Mama Miche, and today in my Magic Kitchen: Peachy Mango Roast Cornish Hens.
I was going to make the Thai chili chicken thigh recipe on my YouTube channel and in the cookbook to be released soon, but I felt adventurous. I decided to play around and concoct another poultry dish for Rosh Hashanah this year. I'm so glad I did. The whole famdamily loved it, which is always a sweet way to celebrate a new year, with content bellies nourished, full, and happy. This is what I came up with. I hope you love it too!
Honey Sweet Chili Chicken `24
This is Mama Miche, and today in My Magic Kitchen: Honey Sweet Chili Chicken
Wait a minute. It's not deja vu. We shared this recipe last year and I say it's worthy of a re-share. It's that good. It's that easy and I hope it becomes a staple on your menu like it is on mine. Perfect for Rosh Hashanah! This recipe is for 4 but it's easy to quadruple for a large gathering.
Honey Sweet Chili Chicken
This is Mama Miche, and today in My Magic Kitchen: Honey sweet chili chicken
The catch-all Jewish New Year greeting for the entire season is “Shanah tovah” (שנה טובה), which means “Good year.” The words “u’metuka” (ומתוקה), and sweet, are sometimes appended to the end.
I tell people, quite honestly, that I'm Jew "ish." My Momster wasn't very religious and did not keep a kosher kitchen. We didn't usually go to High Holy Holiday services when I was growing up. Once in a while, we would go to my orthodox Jewish paternal grandparents' synagogue, which was very austere to me. I sat upstairs with the women, separated from the men, as tradition dictates. (Cue music from "Fiddler on the Roof", "Tradition")