I did it, I am doing it you guys. I’m posting, again. I don’t even know if I would consider my last recipe a post, because it just involved pouring whiskey into a cup of your choosing, and to fill it to the rim. And I guess, I would hardly call this one a post […]

I would love to say I grew up eating shellfish, so that way i would have a lot more street credit when it comes to developing recipes like this one, but that would be a big fat lie. In fact, I hated it. Without ever even trying. But first off: my brother was HIGHLY allergic […]

ya’ll. i get all zero dark thirty when i’m sick. anyone else in the same boat as myself? In fact, i started to look back on this blog at how many times i’ve been sick in the last two years, and it’s like A LOT. the ONLY good thing is the binge eating of oyster […]

    Guys. This month has been the WORST. Okay that’s being slightly melodramatic but I mean it hasn’t been the best. Well talking more physical health then mental, but then in the long wrong, don’t the two kind of walk hand in hand? Eventually whatever is going on takes a toll on your body […]

      Recovery, recovery, recovery. It’s a thing and it’s working. My bellybutton no longer looks as though someone decided to take a drill to it. Okay maybe it still does a lil bit but SO much better. I’ve stopped gagging whenever I look down to take a peek. (yeah that was happening). I’ve […]

  Butter my buns and call me a biscuit, What in the world did I just agree to? The exact thoughts (except insert profanity where needed) that ran through my head when I responded “yes” to a dinner proposal from Eckerts Farm asking if I would be willing to put together a pop up meal […]

Oh hi there. Welcome to my not so studio, studio. At home. Where I have attempted to organize my life in this room just for your eyes. Don’t let the cleanliness fool you. I’m currently stepping on a mound of acorns because my son decided to make himself “coffee”. And acorns just happened to be […]

When someone asks me to go on an impromptu swimsuit shopping trip with them: Don’t ever ask me that. Seriously. Don’t. Or if you plan on it at least ask me a week in advanced so a) I can work on eating air. b) I can prepare to shave my legs because, well, winter = pants […]