“I could set up the tent.” Gabe said, and that is how it began. Suddenly a day that looked like every other was instantly transformed into one that was marked with excitement. A simple sunny day was ...
This post was from a recent trip to St. Lucia. I was sent by HighLine Foods to travel the island sampling and studying the seafood culture. I took my job very seriously by eating as much fish as I co...
First of all I need to thank you all for the incredible response from my last post. I have read every single comment and email and they have been like a breath of fresh air. I struggled to publish th...
I resisted the urge to “style” my mess and actually my kitchen has seen much worse. Also, since I’m being very honest, I originally had two small images of my messy kitchen in this ...
With a title like that there is really nothing else that needs to be said. In fact I feel sort of badly for writing anything at all knowing that the time you take to read these words is time you are ...
CONTEST IS CLOSED. A winner was selected and contacted. Thanks to all who entered! It was a joy to introduce so many of you to Noonday Collection. Sometimes you take baby steps and sometimes you leap...
*This post was sponsored by ARM & HAMMER® Baking Soda, an ingredient and tool I use daily. The story and images are my own. There are many secrets of the kitchen that are often not taught. Techni...
I wanted to be the mom who had warm cookies waiting on the counter when they got home from school. They would bound through the door and race into the kitchen being lured in by the chocolate and cara...
Still half asleep I instinctively rolled over to check the time, fumbling for my phone with my eyes still closed. My near slumber state was rudely interrupted as the numbers on my phone flashed 7:30 ...
I’m so excited to finally share with all of you some images and stories from our time in St. Lucia. We spent seven sun-drenched days on the island eating our way up and down the coast. I came h...
As the last of the plates were cleared grandma disappeared from the table. A moment later she returned carrying with her an aged tin box containing over 50 years of collected recipes. The lid no long...
Between the sun peering through my shades waking me in the morning by its brightness to the rusted tin box containing over 50 years of collected recipes that I recently received from my grandma, I am...
Because there are some mornings that call for donut holes. Like a morning when friends come over to learn more about coffee knowing that we, or more accurately, my husband, knows a thing or two about...
In Bird by Bird, Anne Lamott describes the process of writing to that of watching a Polaroid develop. Once the photo has been taken the image remains unclear for what often feels like a painstakingl...
We’re here in the in between. Winter is on its way out but Spring still feels a world away. We’ve seen the same offenders in our vegetable drawers for months and I, for one, am ready for ...
I had always thought that at some point in life you get it. That there comes a time when life just sort of magically clicks and you make sense, the world makes sense, people make sense. I don’...
Even though they had sat in a hotel warmer for longer than I had been awake those little Dutch pancakes or Pannenkoeken (trying saying it, it’s quite fun) were something special. Lightly sweet and ai...
Less than 24 hours in Bruges, Belgium – what do you do? Eat as much as you possibly can, of course! My Bruges (don’t ask me how to pronounce it, I practiced for a week which evoked...
I’m home. I may not be for long but it feels good to be here. So much to process from this trip, as is the case with any trip, but this one in particular felt different from any other. My dad s...
My bags sit empty, the cameras are not packed, and I have yet to secure the final book reading list. But before I head off to the Netherlands for a week I wanted to say a quick hello and goodbye. It ...
It’s a rare move when I swap out ingredients in order to preserve calories. My philosophy, after years of learning through mistakes, has become quality over quantity. It’s actually become...
If I could to speak to myself on the day of my wedding over eight years ago, this is what I would say… I understand you’re a bit scared. You’re young and you are about to make a decision that w...
*that is not my kitchen in the video. I wish it was, however. Before saying hi to the cows casually grazing in the field, or giving the ponies much attention, before gathering a few garden scraps for...
Atlas Kasbah, Agadir Anticipating what is said to be one of the worst snow storms that Seattle has seen in decades I find myself sitting on the couch, waiting for the snow with a beer in hand and fal...
I really just want you to have this. I could make you wait another day until I can successfully start AND finish this post with a tale or a thought that might actually make sense OR I could let you h...
In the weeks leading up to my trip to Morocco it was the tagines and fragrant spices that I anticipated. Thoughts of fatty, braised chunks of lamb studded with apricots and warming harissa made the d...
For the first time in my life I’ve kept a journal. I have repeatedly tried and with great excitement I would carefully select a fabric bound notebook with hundreds of blank pages and infinite p...
The stockings are nearly full, the gifts are either wrapped or en route to our home, and countless cups of cocoa have been consumed. There has been Christmas music playing for weeks, opening of adven...
The cookies, cakes, candies and chocolate barks are fine indeed. The crusted roasts still pink and tender inside cozied up to potatoes layered with cheese and bathed in cream satisfy deeply. I will n...
Today is the kind of day where chocolate tastes sweeter, silence feels more poignant, and laughter makes me ache with even more joy. Today is the sort where the mess can wait, craft projects pile on ...
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