Sometimes I can’t believe the fun we get to have here! All the biscuits, all the cookies, and all in the name of work!
Txhe old dip-and-fry. It’s like the bait-and switch but much less tricky and much more delicious. I’ll drip and fry just about anything.
The kitchen is my happy place, my photography studio, my comfort zone, my snack bar, and my office. It’s where I find the best treats and really, the biggest messes.
How can I do the least amount of work, but still get the most amount of cinnamon rolls into my mouth?
Hello friends and Happy Sunday! I hope you’re entering the end of January feeling happy and productive, still in your January intentions and resolutions.
What are you supposed to do with a no good, very bad toothache? Warm salt water rinse? An emergency visit to the dentist?
As I move through the days, the months, the year, the seasons, I’ve noticed that my body always tells me what I need.
Good morning, Monday. Good morning, January. Good morning, thick socks. Good morning, extra-hot tea.
Hello my friends! If you follow me on Instagram you might know that I’ve been in the ocean for the past week, on a cruise ship, eating all the things and swimming in Caribbean waters.
I was trying to do a thing. A thing with waffles, cinnamon, sugar, and a blow torch. The blow torch (perhaps not surprisingly) is where things went wrong.
If I find the word ‘lazy’ in the title of a recipe, it’s just… I feel like I can breathe a sigh of relief.
Hello, my dear-hearts. It’s Sunday. It’s carnival season. It’s time to eat all of the King Cakes.
Here’s how this is going to go down, my friends: whole roasted sweet yellow onions, roasted with olive oil and butter, roasted with rosemary, roasted whole, roasted to sweet submission.
I spend a lot of time in the kitchen. Kitchen towel tucked into the belt loop of my jeans, forearms covered in a mysterious amount of flour, scraps of crust on the kitchen table dangerously close to my camera and laptop, and dishes in the sink… always with dishes in the sink.
I‘m going to play in the sun. Obnoxious considering I don’t live in an extra-chilly, snow-covered Winterland.
You know what we’re into these days? You know what the latest food trend is? Not cupcakes. Not red velvet this and that.
Can I tell you one of my personal truths? The new year… the box marked January 1st on my calendar, makes me all sorts of nervous.
I take my salads very seriously. Similarly, I take my omelettes, sandwiches and daiquiris with equal reverence.
Let’s take it slow this last week of the year. We have a lot to absorb and a future to dream. Where have you been this year?
Well, hello. Hi. How are you? Glad tidings. Happy Holidays. I like your hair. Are you doing all of the lovely winter things?