It’s no secret that I’ve been a fan of cauliflower for a long time, but I still find myself surprised at how many different ways I can enjoy it. More recently, cauliflower has become the …
French Quarter Beignets
It was mid-July of 2012, and our wedding was a mere 2 months away. Wedding had taken over my brain some time ago, but in the last desperate dash toward “The Day” I found myself …
Sirloin Tip Roast
James has always been vocal about his preference for chicken over other meats, especially when we’re eating at home. My few attempts at porkchops have had a lukewarm reception from him (but always with the …
Hello Philippines! Part 2
My mother and grandmother could only stay in the Philippines for ~10 days, so my father and I were left to our own devices after their early departure from Manila. He decided to take me …
Hello Philippines!
I’ve been traveling quite a bit recently–and even that is probably an understatement. I was in Colorado for the holidays with my family for two weeks, back in LA for another two weeks… and then …
Curried Cauliflower with Raisins & Pecans
James & I hosted a game night at our place last weekend and had a lot of our friends over–certainly more than I thought would be comfortable in our cozy apartment. But our lack of …
Corn Potage (Japanese Corn Soup)
James and I are fortunate enough to live near Little Osaka in West Los Angeles–honestly, we probably patronize restaurants on this street at least twice a week. It is invaluable to have such a great array …
Healthy Spring Pea Soup
It’s that time of year again: when the all of your favorite machines at the gym are occupied no matter what time you try to beat the crowds. (Well, let’s pretend that we were the …
Andes® Mint Hot Chocolate
Eight more days until Christmas. I can’t believe it! I don’t feel anywhere near ready for the trip back to Colorado, let alone for the whirlwind of activities that will be taking place over the …
My Mile-High Chili
I’ve never been a fan of chili. I’m not sure if the Chili Fairy skipped over my taste buds as I was growing up, or whether I have some dark, repressed memory of a chili …