I’ve been slowly — very, very slowly — reading Elizabeth Gilbert’s book, Big Magic. Every couple of nights when I’m not up late working,...
If my memory serves me correctly, I’ve never set any New Year's resolutions before… but here I am at the end of January, setting one. Here it ...
Phew. I'm back from my second trip to New York City in less than three weeks, and needless to say, I am ready for a long nap. It's nice to feel gr...
Fluffy, tender biscuits have been eluding me for years. You see, I'd find recipe after recipe, tweak here and there, in the hopes that I could rec...
One of the most entertaining booze-filled days in recent memory was spent inside of a large, converted hangar, now occupied by copper stills, ferm...
I am not typically someone that fries my food. I rarely eat fried foods out and I certainly don't make it a habit to fry food in. But for some r...
Melissa is a wonderful blog friend whom I admire very much. Over the year (ish?) that I've known her, she's been incredibly supportive of Turntabl...
There are a whole slew of services and products geared at the last minute lifestyle. You know those people who are always buying their Christmas g...
I've been in a bit of a funk this past week, having a hard time motivating myself to get anything done. Whether it's washing the dishes, exercisin...
When I first started blogging, I never got any comments. Each time a post would go out in the ether, I'd hold my breath a little, wondering if a k...
I rarely watch TV but every two years when the Olympics are on, I find myself glued to the screen for many more hours than I care to admit. In fac...