This weekend, I realized that I’ve been missing the sun. This is what Seattleites talk about when they talk about winter, right? On Sunday, the ...
I'm writing this post from Matt's parents' house in Ohio, where we're currently celebrating his dad's 70th birthday. It's one of the few times I'm f...
The first time I stumbled upon Sprouted Kitchen, I knew I had found my kind of place on the Internet. I instantly related to Sara. She had travele...
Crab season in Northern California is in full swing and if you like crab, you know this time is sacred. I remember a few years ago, Matt and I dro...
I remember our last day in San Francisco, I was a bleary-eyed mother of barely two-month-old twins and a nearly-three-year-old. I hadn’t had the...
For many years — really since we met — Matt and I have cooked together. Not really for each other but with each other. But since we’ve added...
There is glitter on the bottom of my shoes. Perhaps that is the sign of a good New Year's Eve. Ahoy mates! Are you ready for 2011? 2010 was a good...
We've partnered with Got Milk? to bring you today's recipe. Thanks for supporting our sponsors!It all started with my early attempts to breast...