An exploration in slow living and delicious eating
Snowbound on Vashon. If you haven’t read my “About Me” you should take a moment. There you’ll read that I’m from Florida. If you read til the end, you’ll see that I moved from Florida to Alaska. So, I should be 100% on board with snow, right? Wellll…. it’s still got its learning curves. The
Christmas is over. Obviously. But it helps to put it in writing because I’m sitting directly under mistletoe, my tree is still brightly lit, and I just took the stockings down today. But hey – I should give myself a break – we’re only three, er 18 days post-Christmas… Yikes. Despite my lack of activity
I have a love for all things edible. Cake? Check. Carrots? Check. Cheetos? Guilty check. Seriously… if it’s edible, I probably love it. And if I haven’t had it, I’ll try it. I was raised in a loud Italian family. Our Sicilian heritage is most evident in our love for food and our inability to