Hiya! Actually, I don’t know what I think about saying “hiya.” It didn’t really feel like me. And it’s not like I even needed to open with saying hi or hiya or hello or what up or hey dude or grüezi or whatever. I guess it’s because I’m in Arkansas right now, at a different […]
You know what the old saying is, don’t you? “When your garden has a high birthrate, immediately add to carbohydrates.” Oh you didn’t learn that in the school of lessons and life? Yeah, it was right after we learned that throwing empty locust shells on your little sister at bath time would prooooobably land you […]
Welcome to the truest love of all. It all started one evening as I was peacefully meditating in lotus pose on the veranda as the sunset cast its warmth on my body and the breeze blew through my golden locks, so carefree and whimsical. Ooooor not. Truth be told, I was actually seated in the […]
I wish I could replace the inside of my mouth with this. AND, I’m just now figuring something out. I think angel hair pasta might be my favorite pasta in the entire world, including Vermont. I dunno, something about the thinness, the slipperiness of it, how evenly it gets coated by sauces, how much of […]
Come hither. Sit. Two unexpected yet irrevocably significant things happened to me a few days ago, and I feel it’s only right to tell you. It all happened so fast and at the time I wasn’t even sure of what was actually occurring. I’m still trying to process it all and come to an answer, […]
It’s hard to see with the naked eye, but there are actually winged baby cherubs flying around in this pasta. They flit. They float. They fleetly flee they fly. (name that movie) YOU GUYS. We need to talk about something. A few things. I’m nervous to tell you because if I vocalize it through my […]
It started off so innocently. It was a muggy Saturday evening and we’d spent all afternoon spreading one hundred thousand bags of black mulch all over the garden beds. Covered in wood chips, we wearily stumbled into the house to collapse on the sofa, pour 35 glasses of wine and fist bump over the success […]
I’m baaaaaaack! And full-fledged, so you better watch yo’self. You might not recognize me right off the bat, not seeing pictures of rusty nails, dry wall and grout paste or whatever. And that’s okay! Even if it takes you some time to remember me and the actual food I post on this blog, I won’t […]
Guess how incredibly lame we are! And by “we” I’m referring to myself and my husband, a pair of old, pathetic party animals who just can’t hang with these kids today. And by “hang” I mean stay up past 9:30pm. This is embarrassing. Get ready. So, okay. Today is our 7th wedding anniversary. (Thank […]
Believe it. What your eyeballs are peeping right now is the absolute fist bumpin’ truth. Fish tacos wrapped. in. buttermilk. biscuits. Now, I can’t actually take credit for this 8th wonder of the world, as someone already doth created this masterful recipe for the annual Pillsbury Bake-Off. Well, the insanely popular event kicked off again […]
