So I made my first turkey. Well, I guess we made our first turkey because it was so f**king heavy I could barely pick it up, and also I would have abandoned ship and bought KFC if it weren't for Ryan insisting everything would be fine. It did turn out okay, and we ate it, but man am I glad that I never have to cook a turkey for the first time ever again. I thought maybe it might be helpful to make a list of rookie mistakes that I made so that someone might learn from it? But

What an excellent month. The month when it is certain that we have transitioned into a new season. If every month of the year was assigned a time of day, November would be a chilled, moody twilight. 2017 is getting ready for bed, and November is wrapping it in a plaid fleece blanket and handing it a cup of sleepy time tea. The days are getting shorter and I can't say that I'm too upset about it. After all, "it's dark out" is a great excuse to put on my bathrobe at 6 pm and wa

This week was incredible. Why? Because I had two days off of work. #dreamlife. Since I had some extra time on my hands I got a little ambitious with dinner and made shepherd's pie from scratch, mashed potatoes and all. This was a WIN WIN because I already had all the ingredients at home, and I used one of the thousands of packages of frozen beef that is in our freezer. I think I'll be making this a few more times because we are about to get another quarter of beef soon and we

I've said it before and I'll say it again: roast your damn pumpkin seeds. Matter of fact, if you're making squash, and that's ANY squash, you had better save and roast those seeds or I swear to God... jkjk I won't do anything. I think maybe I was a depression era mother of six in a past life because it makes my skin crawl to think that so many people out there are just throwing out these delicious morsels. Like most wonderful things, this snack is all wrapped up in my childho

A 3 day trip to Iceland with friends and family and a surprise engagement.

The thing about food blogging that I really didn't like was the whole writing down my recipes and having to measure amounts of ingredients thing. I am not a measurer. If I had to classify myself, I would say I'm an anti-measurer against all forms of measurement and staunchly in favor of recipes including the words "pinch," "dash," and "handful." The reason I hate measurements so much is because I think they are largely unneccessary. For real. Every time a make a recipe from

Days are whizzing by like a flurry of snowflakes and I am freaking Lorelei Gilmore (by which I mean I'm loving it). In the past five months I have switched jobs, moved, gotten engaged, and adopted a dog. I am now planning a wedding, teaching a new class at a new grade level, and continuing to rehab our home. When I open my i-calendar it should just generate a pop-up that says "YOU'RE BUSY." I have never considered myself a person who needs activity; in fact quite the opposite