I cook because I can't afford a therapist
garbage soup. that was the name i gave the dish i made most often when i first moved to the city. i’m a real martha stewart if you haven’t figured it out by now. when i first came to chicago, i didn’t know anything. i had one friend who lived in the suburb. i didn’t…
(This giveaway has closed) Oh it’s frigid, frosty. The polar vortex is upon us but for some reason, in December, it doesn’t seem so bad. At least not to me. I don’t mind the cold around Christmas when there are so many fun things to do in Chicago – zoo lights and Chriskindlemarket, ice skating,…
as i rounded the corner at state street and burton, the familiar rustle of leaves beneath my feet could only mean one thing – fall is here. i was in boston for a few days last week and admiring the contrast between the bright changing leaves and the cobblestone streets. i’ll have to do a…
shrimp. boil. i sometimes day dream entertaining as norman rockwell photos. you know the thanksgiving one? how everyone looks like jolly joe and the hostess is placing the turkey so elegantly in the middle of the table? that’s how i picture meals all the time. but then the reality is that placing the turkey in…
you know what’s the worst…. …. <- – – that. what is that? is there something i need to read between the lines? ok queen passive aggressiva, slow your roll. or do you just not understand grammar so your “…” prevents you from using a colon when maybe you should be using a semicolon? even…
i know what you’re thinking. seriously. another soup. wasn’t there just one last week. and the one before that. now you know my secret. i lack creativity and a lot of other things which we won’t talk about. i’ve basically been subsisting off of soup and sushi. it may or may not happen three days this…
if this wasn’t a monday, then i don’t know what is. well i guess then it’s just any other day of the week. but you know what i mean. thanks for getting me. my coworker has this corny, motivational saying ‘win the day’. today, i didn’t win the day. i’m not even in the bracket…
i was in a chili cook-off a couple of weeks ago. and now i didn’t win. and no i’m not totally not bitter about it still. and by i, i mean we. i didn’t think i’d enter into it. which is a little surprising because i make walking down the sidewalk with complete strangers a…
Megan is a 20 something girl living in chicago who loves cooking, food and entertaining - with a glass of wine and a fierce opinion. always looking for the next foodgasm.
