Sweet Corn, Peach, and Cherry Salad with Creamy Goat Cheese and a Lime Dressing

This Friday marks the day, five years ago, when I wore a long flowing white dress, hands clammy carrying a bouquet of the most vibrant pink orchids I have ever seen, walking down a narrow sandy walkway that opened up into a beautiful view of the Olympic Peninsula, and said 'I do'. Five years ago I stood in the most breathtaking place I've ever known (Victoria, BC), with my love, my best friend, and my partner, and committed my life to him wholeheartedly. I've never had one ounce of doubt, from the very first day we met, until this day today. I loved him the first day I met him, and knew that instant that I wanted to share my life with him. His smile is intoxicating. His personality, charm, sense of humor, and compassion towards others inspires me to continually be a better person. I love him to pieces.

Sweet Cherry Pie + A Chance to Win a $50 Whole Foods Market Gift Card

Here we are in the thick of summer. It's about the time of year when I realize that shaving my legs everyday is a must, because you just can't slack in that department if you're planning to wear shorts often. Bikini waxing (ugh), that's also a thing. But there are also fun things to consider like biking everywhere in sandals, happy hour and summer patios, and no limits to the amount of ice cream that we will eat during the months of June, July, and August. It's summertime.

Currently, cherries are $5.99/lb, which is way better than $8.99/lb. At $8.99/lb, 2 pounds is close to twenty dollars, and I never buy them at that price, because I am always that person who is completely shocked when 20 dollars pops up onto the register screen (because the bag of cherries looked so small), and I always embarrassingly ask the cashier to take them off my bill. I've had this encounter one too many times, that I pretty much avoid them until they are a reasonable price (except for that 2 lb bag of sour cherries I just bought online for $15). Pretty soon cherries will be $3.99/lb, and by that time I will be so completely sick of them that it won't even be worth it. $3.99/lb also signifies the end of summer in my books, and for that reason alone, I will turn up my nose to those late summer cherries in disbelief that summer has to come to an end. Currently, at $5.99/lb, I am eating cherries everyday. I have recently learned about this new way to remove the pits with a paper clip (which is a novelty right now) so naturally I am de-pitting like it's my full time job. Give it a week, and I'll have a few things to say about cherry pits.

Eggplant and Chickpea Coconut Curry

What ever happened to North American Chinese food restaurants? In the small town where I was raised, there were two: Yong's and Ming's. The town next to us had three. The town after that had four. When I was a kid, that's what you did. You ordered Chinese food on Friday night, sometimes on Saturdays, and always on Christmas Eve. If you got bored, you could switch it up and order from the Pizza Hut or KFC, but Chinese was definitely the classier of the three. Some time between high school and University, Chinese food restaurants were replaced by Thai restaurants. Did people become afraid of the media hyped MSG or did the movie The Beach inspire a North American travel movement to Thailand, sparking the love and then later need for just one more bite of pad thai, red curry, or a vegetarian spring roll?

Sweet Lemon Sugar Cookies with a Creamy Lemon Buttercream Frosting

I keep a list of things that I want to accomplish in life. I thought that the older I become, the smaller the list would get. In fact, it is the opposite. The list of places I want to visit grows larger each year. The more aware I become of this big beautiful world. the more I want to see. For instance, last month I found this hotel in Kenya where you can stay with Giraffes. I mean, seriously.

There are still a few things that remain on my list from my late teen years: get a tattoo, get really mad and throw a glass at the wall, buy a VW bus and drive across North America. I've attempted to get a tattoo, twice, but each time I back out at the last second. I think that pretty soon I am going to have to either commit or let that one go. Throwing the glass at a wall is bound to happen sooner or later, and maybe one day, when Brent and I are old and wrinkly, we will buy a bus and drive across North America, and then I'll eventually get really pissed (because that's a lot of time to spend with someone in a small confined space), and I'll throw a glass at the wall.

A Hearty Vegetarian Pasta Sauce

Since moving into our house, most of my creative energy has been channeled towards picking the right shade of gray to balance the warm creamy tones of our trim. Custom designing an indigo blue velvet couch, which my creative adventurous self gives two high fives, but my indecisive neutral toned self raises an eyebrow. In the midst of all the planning and painting, my energy hasn't been focused in the right place. The place that used to house most of my creativity. My kitchen.

If I were to jot down a 7 day food recall for you, I'm sure you'd be disgusted. You'd see a few frozen burritos, a pint of chocolate ice cream, and box of junior mints. A whole watermelon, 4 packs of raspberries, and pizza. Lots of pizza. There has been little preparation, and little cooking in this house, because it still feels remarkably foreign to me. A few days ago, I turned on the stove and set it to broil. I went upstairs for a minute, came back down, and the whole floor smelled of gas. I panicked. I turned off the stove and we all fled the house. I'm still not sure what happened. A possible fail with the ignitor? A potential break in the gas line? We'll get it sorted soon, so in the mean time, more pizza!