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I had this thought. What if everything we are trying so hard to reach isn’t as important as what we can touch right here, right now? Perhaps our goals become distractions keeping us from the real gem staring in front of us, begging for a cherry lime popsicle promising not to get sticky-again.

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Bring out the sparklers, Independence Day is nearly here. As I kid we used to drive to see the big fireworks in nearby cities. I remember lying on the grass looking up at the dark sky getting illuminated with the brightest colors. Sometimes it felt like I needed sunglasses just to keep watching the show.Continue reading

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When I was young there was this unspoken system. In place for hurts, sickness and sorrow. A system that never needed an explanation. Someone down the road went through something. Perhaps a death in the family, or horrible illness that confined them to stay in. Even for young moms recovering from the birth of theirContinue reading

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I’m not gonna lie. This dish is inspired by where I want to be right now. I’d very much like to be in Hawaii, Jamaica, Bermuda – any tropical island really. Sitting at an outdoor restaurant ordering this island sticky rice as I sip on a piña colada. Looking out at the horizon, watching the wavesContinue reading

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Sometimes I feel like Olaf from the cartoon “Frozen”. I love warm hugs and summer! To me, summer is lounging around in tank tops, sun bathing and oversized hats. My kids are the same way, except they prefer summer with popsicles in hand the sprinklers on in the backyard. To them, that’s summer. I can’tContinue reading

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Everyone needs a Mimi. Someone who isn’t exactly related by blood, but becomes family by default. Someone who will play on the floor building race tracks and wooden towers to be knocked over by the large and in charge toddler. She doesn’t mind making messes in the kitchen and could spend an entire afternoon followingContinue reading

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This recipe has been stuck in my brain for a long time now. Sometimes getting an idea from my head to paper and then to reality is the hardest part. I like to think it will be easy, but in a lot of ways creating a recipe is like designing something I haven’t seen before.Continue reading

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Saturday, Saturday what a fun fun day! As a kid this song rang through the house accompanied with the smell of pancakes on the weekends. I grew up where time stood still. Saturdays were for cartoons and pancakes. Growing up took a long time and that was good. Imagination was key and my parents wereContinue reading

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