I love some good alliteration, don’t you? Shakshuka is something that I’ve grown a love for, especially as my hatred of runny yolks has cooled significantly over the past few years. About two years ago, for a quick post-work dinner, I impulsively decided to spoon some marinara sauce over some sliced hard boiled eggs, and …

When a person is used to doing things in a certain way, it can be exceedingly hard to look at them in a different light. It may not be due to stubbornness, but more due to being stuck in a routine, to being conditioned. Growing up, my oats were always served sweet. Maple syrup, sugar, …

This recipe came to fruition as such: Due to working on some future blog posts, I was baking a pumpkin pie at 11 in the morning. I realized I hadn’t had breakfast. I made some oatmeal. I threw dried cranberries in it. I had leftover pumpkin puree, and I decided to add a giant spoonful …

Hey, y’all. It’s been a minute. Let’s make some food, shall we? – – – – I have a love / hate relationship with peanut butter. As its own entity, give me a spoon and wish me luck. I can take on a jar of Jif as hard as my ex-roommate’s dog Ellie. On a …