When I was younger living in Hawaii I evoked my creative need to be in the kitchen. It wasn't because my dad was a chef or a baker. It wasn't because my family liked to eat. It was because one day... Continue Reading →
I think I'm too lazy to be creative today to be in the kitchen. I had started to look what I can make for today's post but then I ended up making me an egg sandwich and began my Saturday... Continue Reading →
If you know me, you know I love me spaghetti. Like love, love, love spaghetti. If I find a restaurant that has spaghetti on the menu I just have to try it. Then I found a recipe in a magazine... Continue Reading →
The hubby and I went food shopping the other day. Note to self - go alone because he doesn't do well on following the list. Case in point - we bought a beef brisket. Jeremy loves him his BBQ and... Continue Reading →
My dad loved to cook. And bake. And really create. I'd like to say he got it from his mom, my mama. She was a force to be reckoned with in the kitchen. My dad followed in her path. None... Continue Reading →
From Sand to Gemstones 