A New Tradition

Wow. I bet you’ve wondered where the heck I’ve been, right? I’m happy to tell you that I am still here, breathing and kicking. Things have changed quite a bit since I was here last, and although I always tell myself to set aside some time for blogging, it always comes down to the multitude of other things that takes precedence over writing. Alas, this morning, at 6:40 a.m. I am allowing myself some time to write while my daughter and husband sleeps. I’ve been doing that a lot lately – waking up early, that is. It’s a new habit that … Continue reading A New Tradition

On vows and sourness

Dear reader, if there’s any vows that I wouldn’t mind repeating again besides my wedding vows, it’s this: I vow to always follow my instincts when it comes to cooking. My tendency to ignore my instinct has gotten me in trouble a few times in the past. Take, for example, test taking. In college, I always over-analyzed my test questions, and as a result, ignore my first instinct, which was usually the right answer. Today, many years later, you’d think I learned my lesson but unfortunately I am taking this mentality into the kitchen. Let it be known that I am a … Continue reading On vows and sourness

The first time in a long time

A proud moment occurred in my life recently. This may seem trivial and small to you; however, I assure you from the standpoint of someone who has regular mishaps with cooking, the fact that I managed NOT to burn something as simple as chocolate chip cookies is a celebratory moment for me. It may seem like I have disappeared off the face of the earth, with the lack of writing recently, but rest assured–I have been busy with other things–one of which is preparing for my daughter’s first birthday party! *GASP* It sounds cliché, I know, but I am constantly … Continue reading The first time in a long time

We have another night

Why, hello there. I know this is a rather late post about Thanksgiving, but as with the holidays, time is a flurry for me. I’ve spent the past week recovering from the lovely tryptophan-induced coma I was in, while being secretly glad that I won’t be eating any more turkey for at least another year. I’ve been looking at and reading up cookbooks–specifically baking books, like this one. I’ve spent my Black Friday (luckily) avoiding crazy crowds and realizing that Black Friday is full of media hype that benefits retail stores but not the customer.  I’ve managed to read about 15 … Continue reading We have another night