Butt {pork carnitas}

“Butt” was on the list of words we weren’t allowed to say growing up. We could say “bottom” or “fanny,” but “butt” was off-limits. We had to say things like “fluff” or “poot”… Continue reading

Emergency Dessert {blueberry and peach cobbler}

I wasn’t planning on blogging about this. I got a wild hair on Saturday and decided that my peaches were on the way from ripe to sad and that I needed to do… Continue reading

Imitation is the Highest Form of Flattery {pasta with asparagus, tomatoes and ricotta}

I love the internet. I am baffled sometimes at how marital spats and barroom arguments were settled in the past. What happened when you couldn’t just look up Brad Johnson on your phone… Continue reading

Making Up For Lost Time {tomato pie}

I didn’t used to like tomatoes. I’m not really sure why. I mean, why not? Early on, I decided arbitrarily to not like a lot of things (tomatoes, New Kids on the Block,… Continue reading

Poundcake {glazed lime poundcake}

Around these parts, I’m known for a few things. I am the white girl who walks the pug around the block. I am the lady who gets into her car from the passenger’s… Continue reading