I am not an early riser. Never been.
But when I know there’s something delicious waiting, it makes getting up early much more enjoyable.
Like today.
Gravad Lax on toasted rye bread with generous butter and cream cheese spreads. And, of course, my Bialetti completes the meal. I like my Italian strong.
I received this in the mail from Emily D. my curiosity was piqued. Maybe it’s because I drank my first-ever Lingonberry drink a week ago. Yes, after all these years of frequenting the IKEA cafe, it never caught my eye. But that day, maybe the queue was extra long, and it was hot, and I…
In my quest to reduce gluten intake and satisfy my occasional cravings for cake, I’ve taken to baking. I am still awful at it. The latest disaster being a “too bitter, too dense” version of the Healthy Chef, Teresa Cutter’s Naked Chocolate Cake. The issue isn’t her recipe, just my “creativity” and throwing in too…
I was given a copy of “52 Changes” by Leo Babauta, so I did some reading over the Christmas and New Year holidays. Truth be told, I was a little skeptical and was ready to pass the book off as some New Year feel-good thing. After all, I was on the resolutions treadmill for years,…
Recently, conversations with strangers or old friends went this way … “What do you do?”“I am a blogger.”“Hmm… Ok. What do you blog about?” “The crazy things people do to their IKEA furniture.”He/She stares at me blankly for a moment. “Oh, my aunt has a blog about her cats …” Not that I have anything…
When I started working from home, I got so wrapped up in my work that I would forget to eat. Then I would get hungry and grab whatever junk I could find in my larder, which most often was a packet of excitotoxins like instant noodles. Evil stuff. But I’ve learned to take better care…