All over the world, gas prices are rising and economies are suffering. And for many, the extra money spent on gas or groceries or mortgages can make the difference between being able to do the things they used to and, well… not being able to. Sound familiar?
No, I’m not trying to ruin your day by […]
Okay, so… no, I don’t really know the difference between Cajun and Creole. I looked it up online in preparation for this post, and apparently it’s a big controversy. I didn’t expect reading about Cajun and Creole spices to sound like a soap opera, but it sort of is. There’s seems to be no […]
I looove green chilies. But I have an admission to make. When I lived in the States, I generally bought them in a can. It was just so much easier that way– and I’m infamously lazy. And while they do have lovely canned roasted red peppers here in Spain… it’s hard […]
Caught your attention, didn’t I? Yes, I’m being melodramatic. And no, I don’t mean we’re all going to starve. But here in Spain last week, the skyrocketing gas prices caused a strike of the trucking and transport industry. More than simply declining to transport products throughout the country, Spain’s truckers decided […]
Ah, the sad lives of leftovers. They sit in your fridge, well-wrapped and well-intentioned, waiting for somebody to eat them. And though somebody always means to do the eating, oftentimes the poor leftover just gets… left. Uneaten, unloved and, unable to (as Phoebe from Friends would say) fulfill it’s food destiny. […]
One of the things I absolutely love about living in Spain? The produce.
Hailing from Phoenix, Arizona, I come from a place where the specialty products are dirt, smog, and sub-par cowboy boots. (Sorry if I offend any Arizonans– I really don’t like it there. And it’s my blog, so…) And […]
I’ve discovered something about myself. For one, I’m a little wacky. Going through kitchen photos to search for kitchen decorating ideas (I’m not about to start decorating a kitchen, btw– just dreaming about it), I found my preferences to be completely unpredictable. The kitchens I loved all had entirely different personalities.
I was […]
One of my husband’s work colleagues is Dutch. She goes home to the Netherlands pretty often to visit her family and… just be home and stuff. I wish I could do the same. And while having her gone makes things a little crazy at work for my husband, it’s hard for me to […]
