My stomach is in a flurry of nervous excitement. I always get that way when I’m about to take flight, so to speak. This holiday long weekend I’m heading to my most favorite city ever, Portland, OR with a pitstop…
Granola is my go-to breakfast. It’s simple and unassuming yet it lends itself to numerous variations. Making it from scratch is always preferable over the store bought kind, which is usually expensive and full of sugar and other bad things.…
When I cook, I try not to add more fat that I should. While Cornelius could stand to “fatten up”, I’m always trying to fight the good fight. I’ve always been quite content and even pleased with how many dishes…
I would hate to say that a mere scone could result in fistacuffs, but it would be a lie to say that making these scones were easy-breezy. I’m a bit touchy when it comes to things I’m not completely sure…
Last weekend, we went on a short bike ride and stopped for breakfast at the midway point. I took the unconventional route and ordered a burger, but Cornelius loves tradition and ordered the HUGE breakfast complete with eggs, bacon, fruit…
Homer Simpson declared “You don’t win friends with salad!” during an episode of the Simpsons but I think I could prove him wrong with today’s lunch salad. Sometimes in the clutch of desperation, you grab wildly and blindly and hope…
I’ve already mentioned a few times that Cornelius just isn’t a fan of soup. As a bonefide soup aficionado, I find his dislike to be nothing more than just plain ignorance. True! I make soups at least once a week…
I’m a firm believer in simplicity. Speeding down hills on a bicycle, holding hands with the one you love or getting lost in a book are all things that are pure and good. I’m a girl who loves living in…