Editor’s note (2026): This post reflects a quiet moment early in my healing journey. I’m leaving it here as a snapshot of that season — not as a guide, but as a reminder that real change is often slow, relational, and built in small, ordinary choices. — At the beginning of 2021, I made a
Folks it has been far too long. And in truth I wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to revive this blog, or myself in terms of creating and sharing my favorite foods and creations. As I like to write in ‘bites’ I will give a brief summary of my time of absence.
I used to cook for fun. For hours. I loved hosting—putting out a spread and watching people enjoy it… when they did. Sometimes I enjoyed watching them sweat because my food was so aggressively spicy. My husband (when we were still mere acquaintances) was the first person brave enough to tell me my food burned