Stuffed Mushroom Recipe

If you never cook another dish in your life, I simply ask that you make this one dish and then you may die in peace having cooked the most perfect dish ever.

Maybe I am being dramatic, maybe I'm not. I guess you'll have to taste it and see for yourself.

I made this dip again for Thanksgiving recently. My local grocer couldn't get in Fontina, so I substituted mozzarella and monterey cheese. It was a major hit.

I had the herbs left over, so I got to thinking about what I had in my fridge and what I could make to go with the herbs.

And thus, this dish was born.

Seriously amazing.

Mouth watering.

Divine happiness.

So dang, stinking good, I did not take a single picture before we devoured them.

Just make them.

I am being bossy. Try them, then you'll understand why.

Have I made myself clear?

Good. Let's get started.

Best Stuffed Mushrooms... Ever

Ingredients

1/2 tsp thyme finely chopped

1/2 tsp rosemary finely chopped

1/4 cup roughly chopped or shredded parmesan

2 oz softened cream cheese

1/4 cup shredded mozzarella

1/4 tsp minced garlic
A pinch of salt and pepper

Mix everything together in a small bowl.

Clean an 8oz package of Mini Bella mushrooms. (I have read you are not suppose to wash mushrooms, it makes them rubbery, so I just rub mine with a paper towel to knock off any dirt.)

Pop off the stems. Then place the top part of the mushroom down on a sheet pan covered in tin foil, so the bottom is upwards like a little bowl. (If you have mini muffin tins, they work great to hold the mushrooms! Just set the mushrooms in the muffin tin upside down and place on a tinfoil covered sheet pan to catch any spills.)

Place a tablespoon or so of the mixture in each of the mushrooms. Some mushrooms will hold more than others, adjust accordingly.

Bake at 400 degrees for approximately 12-15 mins, until cheese is bubbly.

(As a disclaimer, I never measure when I am cooking. I just mix till it looks right. So the measurements are approximates. Don't be afraid to experiment. Use what you have, make it your own!)

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And that is it.

Make it.

Enjoy it.

Let me know what you think!

Happy Holidays!

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