As you may have noticed from my last post, I can be a creature of habit. I like my routine, and what's wrong with that? What's curious to me, ho...
I used to be a woman of 'yes.' Not in the loose sort of way, mind you. But in a 'sure, I'm free on Thursday night for this random Italian conver...
If I could fly on planes every day, I think I could genuinely write a book. I'd cover chapters above the clouds, land somewhere inspiring and be...
Can you ever really stop looking forward to cake? I mean, there's a reason you get one on your birthday and your wedding day. Cake is a celebrat...
Fall is such a lovely time to cook, don't you think? Fall marks the beginning (and the end, I suppose, depending on how you look at it). For me, F...
The other day, I opened up a leatherbound journal that I had updated over the course of my last two years of college and first year out of colle...
It has taken me a long time to break down some of my biases. I will not lie: I am quick to judge. So when I first tasted fennel, I spit it out and...
It came to my realization that while I share a lot of my personal life on this blog in the context of eating and traveling--I don't talk much abou...
It's hard to believe that summer has come and gone and nearly a year has passed since Matt and I got married. Almost one whole year! A year of b...
When the publishers of Falling Cloudberries sent me a copy of the book I had been ogling over for months, I already had my eye on a certain teatim...
It seems rather ironic that I am sharing a recipe with you today for chicken and dumplings. Why? Well, after a frigid, season-long winter this s...
