In a perfect world my days would consist of waking up in a foreign (or domestic) land, surrounded by beauty and newness and I’d plan a day full of wandering, shenanigans and joyful, merriment…. In a perfect world. Since this world is nowhere near perfect, I do what I can. Get up. Get spruced up. Get Starbucks’ed up. Then giddy up to work.
I woke up one morning wanting something out of the norm. When I was younger, I wouldn’t be caught dead eating runny eggs. Well, actually, that was the only way I would be caught eating runny eggs… dead. Now that my palate is a little more sophisticated, I love my eggs par cooked. I had […]
I love making these for my sisters because they are such a huge hit. Most of the time I just grab a rotisserie chicken from the grocery store or some left over baked chicken for this recipe but I made it from scratch today. Since it was such a big hit with my sisters, I […]