Steak, Cream Sauce, and the Risotto of Your Dreams

Oh man oh man oh man.  Do I have a goodie for you today. So firstly, disclaimer: this gorgeous dinner isn’t exactly my brain child.  It’s from this cookbook called Vancouver Eats, given to me by the husband of one of my favourite people, who obviously married a food-obsessed man just to please me.  This foodie husband…

Winner Winner Chicken Dinner

Guys!  Look at me updating on the regular!  See?   I DO keep New Years Resolutions!  Please don’t look in my cheese drawer! I posted a story on the old ‘gram last night and got a flurry of comments asking me for the recipe, so I’m going to share it with you today to show…

Hot Mess Mom

Happy New Year! Yep, I’m late in saying that again! The holidays came and went and now here I am in the upside-down, the limbo time where work has not yet begun and my days are blending in to each other so I say things like, “man, TGIF, amiright?” on Tuesday afternoons. I’m still finding…

Oh Salmon, How I Love Thee, Let Me Count the Ways

Oh thank you, sweet Mother Nature, Summer has finally arrived up in here!  If you haven’t had the joy of experiencing a British Columbia coastal summer, then let me paint you a pic:  Balmy breezes carrying whiffs of sea air, patios packed with revellers smashing rose and blowing off work for the afternoon, long and…

This is 2

So we’re in the thick of it, here. The terrible twos. The tantrum phase. And it’s real. Don’t have kids? Congratulations on feeling well-rested and having unscratched corneas! Let me explain it to you: Parenting a two year old is like living on top of a dormant volcano. There’s no telling when it’ll go off,…

Vietnamese Chicken

Hey it’s me, but this will be brief I think because my window of me-time is screeching to a close.  But I want to share this deliciousness with you because a) one of my New Years resolutions (I’ve been ignoring) was to update my blog more often and b) this recipe makes me happy. Plus,…

Us Time

So, recently we went on Vacation to the Mayan Riviera.  A special kind of Vacation, one that deserves to be capitalized.  Because this was a true, non-work involved, no baby allowed, only trashy novels and naps and margaritas allowed vacation.  There was no cooking, no cleaning, no laundry to be done, and no schedules (except…