The first rule of dieting is: you ALWAYS talk about dieting.

It’s finally 2017. Wowie kazowie, 2016 was a hell of a year. I made ONE single post in this old thang, which is pretty disappointing, but so was a lot of this year. World events, politics, and the soap box that is social media continue to be real downers. Boy, am I grateful for the “Unfollow” button… Continue reading The first rule of dieting is: you ALWAYS talk about dieting.

A summer spinach on salad.

I am cilantro lover and I don’t care who knows it. To all you freaks out there that say it tastes like soap: shut up. If you are one of those freaks, there’s a very good chance you’re genetically predisposed to dislike it, and you’re not just a picky eater. If this information comes as… Continue reading A summer spinach on salad.

self proclaimed sauce boss.

As a douchey manager of mine once said [at a work meeting that included scenes from Braveheart and pizza], “You’re either on the bus, or you’re off the bus.” such deep. much philosophical. My point? ‘Tis finally time to hop back on the hypothetical blogging bus. It’s BBQ season. The most patriotic time of the year. Filled… Continue reading self proclaimed sauce boss.

Wrap it up

I have to be honest, I haven’t been home enough lately to bother doing any legitimate meal prep (yes, I know, excuses are like armpits and they stink). For this post, we are going to take a little trip in my hypothetical time machine to a nicer, warmer, more kitchen-filled time. Speaking of le kitchen,… Continue reading Wrap it up

I’m the modern day Julia Child with less experience, skill, and couth, but with more beers, sass, and F bombs.

I know, I know, I’m the absolute worst at updating this little project of mine. Good news though! I’ve still been cooking… just not documenting. So yeah, that’s good news, right? I’ve unofficially self-proclaimed this month as “Dine In December” meaning I am not going out to eat, buying fast food or anything along the… Continue reading I’m the modern day Julia Child with less experience, skill, and couth, but with more beers, sass, and F bombs.