Unconventional Fried Rice

So, this is a pretty funny story from way back in my high school days. I was a senior and I had taken all of my required courses to graduate and I was able to fit in an elective class or two into my schedule. As you can probably tell, I love to cook🙃. So, I…

Brayden’s Sausage Soup

“Mom” is a title that I’ve wanted for a very long time. That title has brought me an incredible and indescribable amount of joy. And for that, to my boys, I’m eternally grateful. That being said, my sons teach me new things about life every day. They’ve taught me that love truly knows no bounds…

Meat Pocket Mishap

There’s a crazy easy recipe that is a go to when I just don’t have the energy to think about what to make. I see ground turkey in the fridge and I think; “Too tired. Definitely not winning any wife of the year award tonight. I’ll just make my quick “empanadas”. There are literally 5…

You Can’t Freeze Heavy Cream…

Picture this… it’s the night before your husband’s birthday and you’re so excited to bake him his favorite dessert; Boston Cream Pie. So, you gather all of the ingredients, bake the cake, and make the custard. All you have to do is whip the cream with some powdered sugar and vanilla, mix it with the…

It All Starts at Home

Sitting down to a meal with the people you love is something so special. I do however know that it’s incredibly difficult for a lot of families to do this on a daily basis in today’s world. Throughout my years as a teacher, I saw first hand how hard it was for working parents to…

My Culinary Point of View

I’m not sure if I was born with an adoration of food just because I’m Italian, but sure…I’ll chalk it up to that fact. I’m 100% Italian (until a DNA test proves otherwise), so I feel that I was born with a love of food (and garlic; lots and lots of garlic) surging through my…

An Introduction…

From very early on in life I’ve always been drawn to the kitchen. I’d spend most of my weeknights there doing my homework while watching my mom cook dinner. My family gatherings consisted of loud Italians surrounding a table that was always filled with delicious food 🍝. I don’t remember exactly when I began cooking….