I missed out on the Eat Local for Thanksgiving campaign. Merely a participant in the eating festivities, I refrained from being too involved in dictating the meal’s ingredients. For Easter, I was called in to be the back-up family cook as my husband’s grandma had recently undergone knee replacement surgery. Thrilled to help, I also [...]

For Valentine’s Day, Chef (that would be my husband) and Cook (that would be me) decided to spend the lover’s holiday at home. We both adore the kitchen and decided on a four-course dinner. Flipping coins for the courses, he pulled the starter and meat course, I, pasta and dessert.

I promised Jerry Stokesberry I would cook it slowly. And cook that grass-fed chuck roast slowly I did. I had picked up some sweet potatoes from the market and imagined the two would marry well.

This was my first visit to the West Seattle Farmers Market in weeks. I had missed the fresh vegetables, sustainable proteins, and the vendor smiles as they share their knowledge and tips for preparing their goods. I grabbed my Flip ‘n Tumble shopping and produce bags and headed to the market sans husband.

This post is a salute to my heritage. I am in the midst of taking a food writing class and through explorations of my foodie past, I’ve found such a comfort in the Minnesota Hotdish. I have been working on an article to bring this gem to light. At the same time, I signed up [...]

As a child, I sat next to my mom when she boiled tomatoes for salsa, placed dill in the jars filled with cucumbers, and dunked the glass containers into the water bath canner. Not exactly sure what my mom was doing, I just figured it had to be done. We had a plethora of leftover [...]

Once a month our mailbox is filled to the brim with bound pages of cooking tips and recipes. I lay each magazine on our kitchen counter, say eenie meeni miney mo, and retreat to a well-lit corner of the house to read one from cover to cover. I dog-ear the pages that inspire me, make [...]