Close your eyes. Breathe in. Breathe out. Imagine yourself sitting in front of this divine plate of lusciousness. A stainless steel fork has magically landed betwixt your fingers. You twirl your fork gently around the pesto zucchini and yellow squash zoodles as they dance lightly around the roasted heirloom tomatoes and onions, while ever so gently brushing…
My relatives and friends always put me on notice before their visits to my home, as if I’m their private chef or something. They come strong with these long ass request, for different kinds of cuisines that they want to have prepared for them, because (in their heads), I cook everyday. They claim that I…
Jet lagged and hungry to the highest level, I was determined to cook my own food. I had been in travel status and was missing my culinary creations oh so badly. Airplane food just doesn’t do it for me. I like my food highly seasoned. Instead of rest and relaxation, like any other normal person…
I woke up this morning in a funk. I really wasn’t feeling that christmas-y vibe. Was it the pre-menstrual syndrome or endometriosis trying to raise it’s ugly head? I dragged myself out of bed and headed straight for the shower. The minute I got out, my phone rang. My dad, the best dad in the…