It’s been awhile, to say the least. But I’m still here. I’m working and cooking and chicken parenting. The blog has been sorely neglected, but I’m back. Continue reading world peace in cookie form
It’s stone fruit season, which means I’ve started going overboard with all things cherry. It seemed like a good idea at the time to buy a 20-pound box of cherries with my friend. Do you know what 20 pounds of cherries look like? It’s A LOT! Needless to say, I’ve been churning out a lot of cherry-based recipes in my kitchen these days.
I’m no math person. However, I have an appreciation for people for whom math is an ease. And of course, I’m going to rally around a day that involves celebrating the mathematical constant (π) by eating pie on 3-14.
I share this post with you in the spirit of the new year. I decided it would be good to make something new, something healthy, something that would make me feel like I was starting the year off in a clean living sort of way.
‘Tis the season for excess. I seem to be making that my mantra during the month of December. It all started at the beginning of the month with a handful of cookie baking sessions with my very pregnant girlfriend. She needed distractions to keep her mind off her current situation, so baking seemed to fit the bill. The closer she got to her due date, the more these baking sessions ramped up. We baked, we cooked, we rolled rum balls, we did it all. Continue reading holiday decadence
Last summer my husband and I spent a few days in Seattle with friends. Because it was my husband’s first time, we did touristy things including a trip to the Space Needle, Sculpture Park, Capitol Hill and Pike Place Market. And of course, we ate.
It has taken me almost a year to write about chia pudding. I know it’s been a while because the original draft I started was dated last October. No, I’m not a terrible procrastinator. The truth is, this mango chia pudding recipe is closely linked to memories of my dear friend Michelle, who passed away on July 30, 2015. Continue reading the sadness of chia pudding