who will cook? 

who will cook?  not me...  is generally the answer most would gravitate to... it was my 38th birthday yesterday and I'm not exactly sure what age it hit me at that I would cook... and enjoy cooking...  but it didn't begin that way... when I first met the farmer at college, I was 19 and had... Continue Reading →

chickpea protein bites

two things get me out of bed in the morning...  well, other than the need to pee, my phone alarm beeping, the farmer getting a little too 'handsy', the need for 4 glasses of water, children to feed and pack lunches for and two dogs to kick out of the porch... but there are two... Continue Reading →

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