Pretty In Pink... Perfect In Paisley!

Let Me Change this post up for the sake of God forsaken change! I can not remember a time when my grandma was not in the kitchen. Since becoming an adult I can not remember a time me not being in the kitchen! As much as I love to paint and teach, I love to cook more! I was meant to be in front of a group of people force-feeding them and showing off my culinary skills! I am comfortable being in front of a camera and I am confident with my speaking style! Some things in all our abilities are innate and a handful is just good at what we are born with! When I went looking for a food company to partner with, (The Gourmet Cupboard)  it had to be a company that I could incorporate my spin on with their meal prep spices etc... that I could use with my recipes. I typically cook very Italian. I may though twist a good ole American traditional meal and turn it into my own! I kinda do that with everything I touch. I put my spin on all of my creative efforts so that I can ...

You could say I am seeking tradition. I have a flood of memories that have surfaced and you guessed it, if I can’t write about it what good is having the memory!  I don’t know if it is because the holidays are around the corner or the fact that I would have been married 30 years. My female nostalgia says it is the combination of both. I was married on Thanksgiving Day, which by the way was a family tradition. Grandma and grandpa and my mom and dad were married on Thanksgiving Day so the dutiful daughter/granddaughter I was... followed suit! None the less holiday or would be anniversary,  it is not making this season any easier.  Maybe not every tradition is supposed to be handed down. New traditions can be created and possibly some traditions should be altered and the ones that are so chaotic or archaic should be a given... and should  be forgotten! but regardless it should not change the meaning of holiday tradition: A time for family to gather, a time t...

It’s beginning to be that time of year, where the mornings are colder, the days are shorter and our soul’s need to be better cared for, as our bodies shiver with falling temperatures our desires for comfort reverently heat up. What is it about these colder months? Winter makes us appreciate the word cocoon. We long to be tangled in someone’s arms safe and sound; it is warmth like no other.  I miss those mornings of pillow talk hesitant to get out of bed, legs entwined, eyes still closed, a little small talk or other action that is needed to get you up to face the brisk day ahead. Now that’s a heat we all can appreciate…LOL The winter makes you long for lazy cloudy days where lounging on a couch is the only activity you want to tackle, with remote in one hand and the other… well tucked somewhere on that someone that is laying there with you even if it means he is watching football and you are seriously napping.  While a pot of something is intently cooking on the stove ...