I’ve never considered myself much of a writer. A journaler of sorts I guess. Most of the time I sit staring blankly at the screen wondering what I should say this time around. I get the most inspiration for words + recipes when I’m out jogging, when I let my mind run free. I tend to write on the more vulnerable side. For no other reason than the simple fact…
I’ve turned 30 since my last post. And while I’m not one for big birthdays, this one was well celebrated. Cooking dinner and eating in with girlfriends, pizza-movie-couch night with Matt, lunch with Mom, brownies, pancakes and a chocolate cake all to myself. I was very well fed. I received a message from an old friend the other day, saying that she was moving to Australia and getting married in…
It’s always around this time of year when I start to feel a little restless. The novelty of hibernation mode is wearing off and I feel like I’ve exhausted the many different ways of making stew. The weather has been mild here lately and although I know that spring is still months away, it’s refreshing to feel the warmth of the sun. I haven’t spent nearly enough time outside this…
I guess it’s not technically winter yet but it doesn’t quite feel like fall anymore either. We have yet to have any real snow here in the city and I might be one of the very few people who are actually unhappy about it. Things just look a little grey and I think a good dusting of snow is just what we need. I bought a few twinkle lights and…