After my recent trip to Stellina, I can't stop thinking about bacon. Not just bacon--but little bits of smoky bacon trapped in pasta and accompanied b...
After my recent trip to Stellina, I can't stop thinking about bacon. Not just bacon--but little bits of smoky bacon trapped in pasta and accompanied b...
This is my new favorite weekend breakfast. A big bowl of nutty, warm quinoa, tenderly soaked in milk, fragranced with cinnamon and honey, and stud...
Fish tacos. Do they make you wish you were sitting on a beach in Mexico, sipping on a Corona with lime? The first time I tried fish tacos was, nat...
Ever since the farmer's market came to my hood, I've been making fantastic discoveries. Most of the time, I'll pick up a vegetable I've never prepared...
I took a yoga class tonight and at some point between desperately trying to avoid doing a full wheel and blissfully enjoying the five or so minutes of...
Days like we've been having lately tend to transport all of us to our childhoods. It's hard to remember that it's summer when you're stuck in an air...
I mentioned that I recently became the owner of a powerful machine that I am just starting to learn how to use--a Nikon SLR. I'm a big decisions k...
Like all things that require inspiration (writing, running, painting...), cooking can sometimes put you in a rut. Or rather, you might sometimes get...
In my last post, I wrote about discoveries. In this one, I think I’ll cover stubbornness and changing my mind. You see, up until very recently, I w...
I was wading deep through the depths of my music collection this weekend when I stumbled about this foursome of awesome covers by San Francisco's Rogu...
We all have our staples: grilled chicken, tomato soup, black flip flops, white tank tops, a specific route home from the beach. Whether in life, o...