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 →