Dining In Eataly: When Hopping The Atlantic Is Just Too Far.
Pasta, Paninis, And Meat Of Questionable Ethical Origin. Justin and I explore Eataly in downtown Chicago. Read the rest of this gem…
Pasta, Paninis, And Meat Of Questionable Ethical Origin. Justin and I explore Eataly in downtown Chicago. Read the rest of this gem…
I’ve been lucky enough to eat some pretty incredible breakfast foods all across the midwest — and they all had one pretty major thing in common. Read the rest of this gem…
Okay. If I write a lot up-front, I know you’re just going to skip right to the pictures of my beautiful newly painted kitchen cabinets, so let’s just get them out in the open, shall we? And then I can pretend you’re going to go on to read the gritty details down below. Read the rest of this gem…
This is not a picture of me at my husband’s first kickball practice.
But.
It may as well have been. Read the rest of this gem…
So I’ve been dying — dying — to give you a kitchen update, but it turns out that would actually require me making progress on my kitchen. Read the rest of this gem…
In which I proceed to eat the entire city of Chicago. I love culinary tours!
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Cooking Homemade Spanish Tortilla de Patatas with Sofrito.
“But we can’t have Mexican quinoa for dinner. It’s the 4th of July!” Justin, only half-joking, was wearing a face I’ve come to know well over the years. I call it his Exasperation Face.
First, I just have to say — naming Millennium Park “Millennium Park” was a massive faux pas on the part of Chicago’s city planners (or whoever ultimately named the thing), because wow. Doesn’t it just sound dated? Like, the millennium was over fourteen years ago, guys. Read the rest of this gem…
A plush, simplistic stay at The James Chicago. Also, I’m getting old.
Destinations: Cleveland, Port Clinton, Kalamazoo, Chicago, Kenosha, Sparta, Menomonie
Well.
I’m back home safe and sound. Did you miss me? I missed you. Read the rest of this gem…