when you are sitting by yourself, watching your daughter's hockey practice (#girlscanplaytoo) (I forever will find this hashtag humorous) ... and a strange man plops himself down beside you and begins the conversation with "I don't believe we've met"... you know you need to buckle yourself up for a wild ride... just when you think... Continue Reading →
my grandma made pie making look easy... her and my grandpa ran a restaurant in Three Hills, Alberta that was called 'The Coffee Break'... I was still in Elementary school when they had it so my memories of it are a bit foggy, but the pies I witnessed her make have always stayed in my... Continue Reading →
I listen to a lot of podcasts... it used to be audiobooks and then I'd tell people I read the book... but now I've moved on to podcasts... and let me tell you, it is taking an afternoon in the kitchen to a whole new level... at times it is a level of missed ingredients,... Continue Reading →
i usually cook for the farmer... but on occasion he cooks for me. this is basically the only thing he knows how to cook... but if there is only one thing you know how to cook, it might as well be bacon on a pitchfork over a fire... something about how the grease from the... Continue Reading →
i feed a farmer 