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…