Fact of the day - I used to be an Irish dancer. Yep, the sparkly dress-wearing, curly wig-donning, hard shoe-tapping kind of dancer. It made my heart so happy to learn the steps to a new jig or reel, gliding across the room as I shuffled my feet in time to the music....
Come winter, a steamy bowl of soup or stew feels necessary for getting through the long, cold nights. Unfortunately, most store-bought stocks listed as an ingredient in these wonderfully nourishing dishes, are laden with high salicylate ingredients. Not one to let a...
So, you know how leftover pasta always tastes so darn good? Like noticeably better than the night before good? Science says this has to do with chemical reactions continueing to occur long after the initial cook has ceased. Alternatively, the joy of postday reheats...
I'm not sure why, it's not as though I've ever attended a Thanksgiving meal, but for me, pumpkins tend to conjure up images of families in orange-clad fields, searching for the perfect carver, before heading home to make a pie for their annual holiday spread. Blame it...
No doubt there are a multitude of storebought crackers and crispbreads to choose from, but if you're anything like me, you just can't help but attempt a homemade version to see if it stacks up. And I have to say, these little beauties do not disappoint. The effort is...
One of the foods I miss most since limiting my intake of high salicylate foods is hummus. In previous times I would have eagerly dolloped a spoonful of this tahini-laden dip onto my salad or quinoa bowl in order to add a little creaminess and tang. Unforutanety,...
Before the pandemic hit, our little family made the momentous decision to move to France. The land of love holds a special place in our hearts - Paris, the place my husband asked me to marry him, Provence, the region we explored when we were expecting our first child,...
You know those posts where people wax lyrical about their most beloved childhood meals, filled with nostalgia about a treasured family recipe? Well, my folks, this is not one of those posts. When I was a child, one of our regular meals was a horrid casserole-type...
Do you recall Marry Poppins and her fabulous carpetbag? The one where she could pull out much-needed objects at the drop of a hat? I feel if I owned one of those magical bags, mine would undoubtedly be filled with bicycles, lego, a yoga mat, toy dinosaurs, a laptop,...