My parents have been married for 26 years as of a week ago. I know, it’s impressive. Even more impressive is that everyone in my family (with the exception of my father) has to eat a restricted diet! I know I just used an exclamation mark. I am fully aware that it endows my … Continue reading
I’ve been told I’m intimidating. Like the food I love I tend to flavor my words, my actions and my beliefs with a little extra cayenne. There is no such thing as going half-way with my food journey or anything. Ever. This means I can be terrible at saying no. When … Continue reading
I have a knack for getting recipes right the first time. That isn’t me showing off (okay, it is ninety percent me showing off), it is more the reason I can’t draw very well. Confused yet? Wonderful! Let me explain.. When I was an innocent naive freshman in University (all … Continue reading
So I bought a julienne peeler. I bet you can’t tell. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, I pity you. Really, I do. Ever since I acquired this piece of culinary equipment magic I’ve become obsessed. Are you really too lazy to open a new browser window and google “julienne … Continue reading
So I’m twenty-three. There is nothing spectacularly exciting about being twenty-three other than — I am twenty-three. I’m usually an introvert. A thinker. I brood in coffee shops and on street corners. In the past month I’ve been told I have a really fun personality based on this little blog I like to call home. … Continue reading
I love the gym, I guess you could even call me a gym junkie. I love the rhythm of my loud music while I do crossfit lifts and ignore anyone around me. The only problem with working out alone in a gym and lifting weights heavier than 20lb as a woman is that old men … Continue reading
I enjoy wearing the colour yellow. It’s bright, cheery and it always improves my mood. So of course the recipe for this week is Quiche. When I began my journey of cooking in full around the age of twelve a favourite of anyone who ever came over for dinner was my Quiche. My motto was … Continue reading
Not Perfectly Paleo 