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…

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…

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…

A Thank You

At my ripe old age of I finally know better, I’m happy to admit that, consequently, I don’t know everything. There are lots of unchartered territories of my little life in general, and even though I’ve been clambering away up this wickedly addictive (and sometimes just plain wicked) ladder in the entertainment business for 27…

In the Dark

Quick what’s your favourite food trend?  Farm-to-table and locally sourced?  Everything adorned with a fried egg?  Food manipulated to look like other food aka molecular get over yourself gastronomy?  Fancy comfort food?  Bacon chocolate and bacon wrapped veggies and basically bacon everywhere?  Yeah, me too. But here’s one that’s starting to turn into A Thing…

The Fish to my Taco

Fair warning: there’s gonna be a lot of bragging in this post. Also: I realize I do a lot of bragging as it is but you know what, live with it. So we’ve established that I am not outdoorsy. I do not sleep in tents. I don’t crouch in dirt to pee unless I’m intoxicated…