I cook because I can't afford a therapist
I’ve been thinking a little bit about being stuck. About feeling like you’re in a canyon and you can’t find the way out you so desperately seek. How you convince yourself that if you stay the course, if you walk this tightrope, you’ll be just fine. You’ll come out fine. How you’ll be safe if…
flank steak tacos. we meet again. you’re like that boyfriend i just keep coming back to. if that boyfriend was beautiful and delicious and made me feel happy and content. i guess i don’t really see the problem here. i do not know what it is about them. flank steak tacos, that is, not ex-boyfriends…
there are few things that go better together than wine country and me. mostly because there are few things i love more than wine and being outside. i always imagined what it would be like – rolling hills with rows and rows of grapes. beautiful old vineyards with cobblestone buildings and welcoming porches. wine country…
francisco. fran-cis-co. buddy the elf? anyone? too soon? you don’t already have your tree up? a few weeks ago, i headed to “full house” city/wine country (the important things) for a bachelorette party. we ate, we drank, we spent some time in a prison. san fran is amazing. it’s a gorgeous city – it’s…
nashvilllleeeee. what a place. for more than music. oh the food. i went with a fellow foodie (i’m actually underselling her majorly as she’s a certified chef) who had been to nashville recently and made all these resos for us. score. nashville was lovely, it was like one of those first dates where you’re like…
i am covered in bruises. my friend goes, “what happened to you?” the simple answer is: i went on vacation. so i guess it’s not normal that people come back a little exhausted, and a little beat up from vacation rather than sun kissed and downward dog like. but i’m also reinvigorated. i was in…
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.
