Holiday indulgence isn’t much of a surprise. Most people pack on a few pounds thanks to Santa-shaped cookies and cream-filled cakes. But how does that affect your brain?
This moist herby turkey recipe took several years to perfect. It’s juicy, moist, and everything a turkey should be. Now I’m giving it to you.
Hunger breaks people down, depriving them of happiness, of the will to go on, to improve, to be better.
I had no idea how deeply love of freedom is ingrained into the Western psyche thanks to the Greeks. For that alone, their heroism and humanity, I give them thanks.
Kim’s cooking was a food-spiration. I think I might have wept a little.
It’s very possible that if I was to choose my favorite cuisine, it would be Italian. What’s not to love? There’s pasta, pastries, gelato, cotoletta, croquette, and mozzarella.
I didn’t wake up this morning wondering how I could contribute further to the destruction of authentic Italian cuisine, I swear, but opportunities can’t be wasted. I was asked to whip up a batch of healthy(er) lasagna using zoodles instead of pasta (because we have a buttload of zucchini from the garden). I remembered this…
I know what you’re thinking: How did I get so lucky to receive a blog post from Allison two days in a row!? You obviously lead a blessed life. That, and I like cooking. Today, I decided to bastardize the traditional Italian sauce, pesto (don’t tell my sister-in-law) because we have a ton of kale,…