Growing up, I lived in a cul-de-sac at the end of an L-shaped street that branched off from a busy road. Every weekday morning, all the kids on the block would walk to the end of the street to wait for the bus. We had a tight-knit group despite our different ages and walks of life; and when we weren’t all gathered for the bus, we could be found playing flashlight tag on Friday nights or digging out mountain bike courses connecting our backyards, much to our parent’s dismay.
While I ran as precisely as a Swiss-made watch even in middle school, my sister apparently got her time keeping skills from the Italians. We were always the last to arrive at the end of the street, and there were multiple times where we missed the bus altogether. Read More
I’d like to applaud myself for being creative this winter with food. I never made a recipe more than once unless it was something I was just dying to eat. And not once have I brought home out of season produce, even when the hydroponically grown strawberries taunt me at the farmers market. And while I’m eagerly awaiting fresh asparagus like the rest of you, I’m still content with eating my winter squash and dried beans. Honestly, I think there might be something wrong with me…
If you’re not feeling the cellar produce and soaked beans like I surprisingly still am, I’m hoping this recipe will give you some hope. We still have a few more weeks until spring and these Lentil Balls with Lemon Pesto are about as light and fresh as winter food gets. Read More
I lived in New York for a time during college and it was impossible to find good cheese dip. My friend, Loren, who also happened to be from Georgia, better known as ‘The Land of Good Mexican Food,’ joined me on my quest to find authentic cheese dip somewhere on the island of Manhattan. We tried dozens of places, all with amazing reviews on Yelp. Yet each time we order Queso, anxiously awaiting what we hoped would be authentic cheese dip, we would end up being served a warm glob of neon orange nacho cheese. Man, it got so depressing having to pay for that!
It’s hard to have Mexican without cheese. It’s pretty essential, like icing is to cake. So in my house, where I try my best to keep a close watch on my cheese intake, Mexican is a special treat. Read More
So we’re an entire month into 2014. It’s still early, but it might be a good time to do some reflecting before the year is too far-gone. How’s everyone doing on their new year resolutions? Sticking to them better than you thought, or have you slacked off?
I just pulled up the list that Roark and I put together on January 1st. It’s not so much a list of resolutions, but rather a list of goals that we hope to accomplish throughout the year. So far, I’m killing my goal of learning to speak Italian, spending at least 5 hours a week practicing and countless more listing to audio tapes, chatting with a friend in Turin via Skype, and watching children’s shows on YouTube. There are quite a few things on the list that pertained to this blog, and I’m working behind the scenes on them, albeit slowly. Read More
I have a confession to make… For Christmas I stuffed two different bars of specialty chocolate in Roark’s stocking. I managed to make it through all of December without pulling them back out and indulging in a little bite. But when Christmas came and went, and three days later the bars still sat on our counter uneaten, taunting me, I honestly couldn’t help myself. I might have eaten the entire milk chocolate and pretzel bar and the remainder of the dark chocolate, almond, and sea salt one over the course of three days. Roark didn’t even notice the chocolate was gone until another three days passed since he is not as addicted to sweets as I am.
It’s a problem, a real problem. It seems like almost every week now a new study comes out showing that sugar is harmful to our health linking it to cancer, heart disease, and diabetes. Read More