All the Cool Kids Are Doing It….

Well, it didn’t take long for me to break that promise of posting once a week. To be fair, I forgot I have a day job and said yes to a movie up in North Bay, Ontario that consists of me being handcuffed to a guy while running away from baddies and of course wearing…

Show-Off Dinner

I love being lazy. It’s a true art form. I have been known (before children) to lie in a living room fort for eight hours at a time, breezing through movies and whole seasons of TV shows and only rolling toward the door to let the takeout guy in. I am happy to live in…

Fixer-Upper Supper

Hey know what’s neat?  When you finally get the chance to settle in and cook your tail off and write your blog again, and then right in the middle of cooking a giant turkey for Thanksgiving (Canadians have theirs earlier than yours, America, calm down, it’s a real thing), your fancy dual ovens decide to…

Wild Love

Hellooooooooooo! It’s been awhile. I know. But I have a really good excuse. Eventually (this is shocking), I stopped being so pregnant and gave birth to a glorious little spitfire named Wilder. I will spare you my birth story because a. that shit is weird, b. I don’t want you to lose your appetite, and…

Reverse Psychology

Welp.. not much has changed around here. Meaning I’m still pregnant. Extremely, actually. 40 weeks to be exact. All of my complaining and whining and making deals with the universe to become a better person has not resulted in the delivery of my baby, and here I sit still gestating my giant son. Before you…

Pork Tenderloin and Mushroom Risotto with Fancy Carrot Puree

  God I’m bored. If you’ve been made aware of the current situation that is my life, you know I’m unable to work right now, which means most of my day is spent eating, digesting until I can eat again, reading baby books, nagging spouse to read said books, and doing half-assed workouts to maintain…

Pregnant As F

First of all, this post isn’t food-related. Maybe I’ll give you a recipe at the end if I feel like it, but I’m not making any promises, and if you don’t like my mood already, I suggest you stop reading now and revisit sometime in 2016. Why? Because I’m pregnant and at the point of…