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.
Well I already failed the New Years resolution that was updating this beast twice a month. My excuses this month include: February is short, February sucks, I went on vacation, I was busy as fudge, and February sucks. Meh, I deem those ‘explanations’ all valid and forgivable. When I moved to Chicago a year ago,… Continue reading I falafel about not doing this earlier.
This winter has sucked. Don’t get me wrong, snow is beautiful. I like layers of clothing. I like hot soups and beverages. However, it’s been so cold, I don’t think I’ve had proper circulation to my toes in the last 48 hours and for that, I am grumpy. My standard catalyst for grumpiness-alleviation is food… Continue reading Man, I feel like a woman.
Oh gawd, I didn’t even think about it until after I named this post that someone might read JUST the title and assume that I am engaged and/or trying to achieve that. All I can say is no. Just, NO. Blasphemy. Ha, on second thought though, I don’t think anyone would assume that of me. Sooooo… Continue reading New Years Resolution: Engaged!
It’s true, I don’t think I have the capacity to worry about a man as much as I worry about when breakfast, lunch and dinner will be consumed. Most call it fat, I call it primal. I’m pretty inconsistent. With everything. A procrastinator to (nearly) a fault; a fine example of everything you shouldn’t do… Continue reading I’m probably single because I’ll never love a man as much as I love food.
My first few posts are going to be me catching up with this time consuming idea I had (or may have been influenced by someone else’s idea, HEY AMELIA!!!!) to make some sort of food blog, or whatever it is I’m making. In all honesty, I’m a hot mess 97% of the time. This could end… Continue reading **WARNING: I’M NOT A “FOODIE”; I JUST LIKE TO EAT.**