When I lived in Greece, it wasn’t often that I missed the food that I had left behind in the US. I was too busy eating my weight in tomatoes, olive oil, and tzatziki. But after a year or two, I really started craving some Mexican food. Continue reading
Last week, I poached my very first egg. Continue reading
I love soup. Honestly, I could eat it every day in the winter. Continue reading
Ever tried snacking on dried, uncooked beans? Continue reading
For most of the year, cranberries are sadly ignored. Continue reading
There’s no substitution for a good broth. It’s warm, comforting, and has a way of wrapping you up in a steamy hug. Continue reading
I’ve written about this before, but I really love the whole idea of brunch. Continue reading
For some, the biggest downside to cooking at home is the resulting sink full of dishes that will inevitably transpire. As an avid cook without a dishwasher (a mechanical dishwasher, that is. I do live with a pretty decent human one) I understand the fear of waking up to a mountain of dirty pots and pans. Continue reading
There’s nothing like a fully stocked fridge. Sure, trying to maneuver anything in or out of it feels a little bit like a game of Jenga, but it’s totally worth the endless combination of mealtime options. Continue reading
To me, birthdays never were that big of a deal. I think life passes us by like a moving picture, not in blocks measured by 365 day increments. Celebrating milestones is one thing, but I don’t feel it’s necessary to make a big fuss about another year I’ve circled the sun. Continue reading