I cook because I can't afford a therapist
hi guys. I’ve been sitting here, trying to figure out what to say. I’ve been away for the last couple of months, I know. My heart just hasn’t been here – it hasn’t been in a place where I feel like I’ve been a good enough me, the best me. The sassy me that started this little place….
A little girl explaining what she doesn’t understand about Easter. The beautiful moment a grandpa sees color for the first time. These reunions always gut me but I’ve always thought that one of the most beautiful things you can witness, that you can experience, is the end of missing someone. I only hope that if…
The faces seemed too difficult, so bunnies got butts. Or well, technically tails. Basically, bunnies got back. How is it already easter? I swear it was just March 1st. And this is the time of year that usually drags on, especially as Chicago has a historically slow uptick on the whole spring thing and summer…
I present to you, a present. Or, er, well, it’s a potential present. Or a present you can give someone as a present. Which is really a present in and of itself isn’t it? I think so too. I’m at an age where getting presents for people isn’t as easy as it used to be….
1. international women’s day. to all you strong, fierce, warriors. 2. to the women who are brave and sharing their stories about things like this one about postpartum depression. 3. this dog. he brings a whole new meaning to how far people will go for love, for a home. 4. badass female chefs who prevail…
One of the worst things that could have ever happened to me happened to me. (if you think i’m serious, i don’t know if this is going to work out between us…). You know how life comes down to timing and luck? (for those who lack talent and strategic planning skills) – well apparently timing…
you guys. i decided what to name my hypothetical cookbook. drumroll pleaseeeeeeee….. “recipes to cook when you don’t feel like cooking.” – amirightoramiright? would you read it? would you at least take it off the shelf? probably not because i’m the last person who actually goes to bookstores. but you know what i mean….peachesncream? essentially,…
Sunday is the big day! Apparently there’s a game on TV (and Tom Brady, again) but everyone knows that’s the fourth best thing about Sunday. The third best thing is that we get to drown out the Sunday scaries with booze and food comas. The second best thing is the commercials. The VERY best thing…
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.
