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When I was young, my mom would make us French toast all the time. For her it was quick, relatively simple, and sure to be well received by her three hungry munchkins. For us, it was a treat- an upgrade from the standard bowl of cheerios. Continue reading
One thing I love about America is the culinary influence that flows from all parts of this earth. We really are a melting pot, and it makes the world a smaller place when you can travel to another region of the world using only your fork. Continue reading
Somehow, picnics seem to evoke a picture of summertime- warm weather and eating outdoors just seem to go together. But while I’m certainly not opposed to dining al fresco in the steamy months, there are a few warm weather distractions that can detract from a perfect meal. Continue reading
The humble beet. Sadly passed over by those of us with the unfortunate association of the canned, admittedly slimy, preparation. While its green tops glow bright and veiny, its vibrant root flesh remains hidden, modestly covered by a dusty layer of earth. But beneath that soily sweater is a gem of a vegetable; sweet, versatile, and wildly nutritious. Continue reading
Sometimes the best part of a vacation is simply reliving the memory of it. Our minds do a beautiful job of airbrushing out any less-than-perfect-moments that may have been present, until all we’re left with is the flawless recollection of that time. Continue reading
I love that a year in North Carolina is evenly distributed between all four seasons. While each one gets its own solid few months, there is always that transition time when two seasons dance back and forth with one another, unable to fully commit to staying or leaving just yet. Continue reading
It’s always a little sad to see summer fade away, but we wouldn’t look forward to it nearly as much if we didn’t have to miss it for a while. Plus, fall really isn’t that bad- especially here in North Carolina. Continue reading
In my house, the keeper of the kitchen was always my dad. My mom definitely had a few specialties that entered the dinner rotation, but her creativity was mainly tied up in the room of the house that had her heart: the studio. Continue reading
When I was younger, frozen Eggo waffles were my favorite breakfast. Always a deliberate eater, I would carefully distribute a smear of margarine into every nook. Next, I would tip the syrup bottle up and watch it flow, making certain a little bit of sticky sauce made it into each and every crevice of that Eggo. Continue reading
So it was really difficult for me to get out of bed this morning knowing I would be forced to complete my day without a single view like this one. Continue reading
