Pasta? Say wha??? Do you even know what pasta tastes like anymore? I sure don’t. I don’t even crave pasta anymore. Chocolate cake, now that is a whole different ball game. I really like chocolate, like really. I sometimes throw
So I really have no idea how to make Korean shorts ribs. Like, really NO idea. I don’t even know the spices and sauces that make up Korean food. I’ve had Korean food. Don’t doubt me. It’s freakin delicious. Have
What the sh*t Juli? Where the hell are your posts? What are you even doing with your life if you’re not blogging?! Ok, I’m done talking about myself in the third person. It makes me uncomfortable. But I do need
It’s summer. You know what that means? We will be bombarded with lettuce commercials of people shaking up their lettuce leaf bags while dancing (poorly for that matter) for no apparent reason. What the hell is that about? I dance
Don’t you love when I add garnishes to plates? I’m obviously incredibly good at taking pictures of food and know exactly what will make your mouth water. That’s a lie. I usually have to take pictures in my dark kitchen
I’ve just recently become fond of steak. It’s just really chewy, like REALLY. I feel like my jaw becomes so tired that my stomach gives up all hope of ever being satisfied. But there is still hope stomach, don’t give
I’m going to lie in this post. I’m going to act like I knew what the hell I was doing when I made this recipe. I don’t know how to cook freakin beets. Could I have researched it? Yes. Did
I suck at inspiring myself at times. I’m really not that creative. I try. I try really hard, but I just don’t make the cut sometimes. So when I’m wandering the isles at Whole Foods in hopes of inspiration to
This is the moment you look at me, tear up, and tell me you love me. You’ve been waiting for this moment, haven’t you? The moment I give you a recipe that completes you. A recipe that makes you feel
No, I’m not talking about your favorite elementary school teacher’s butt (urban dictionary explanation: a fat persons rear end that is so saggy it forms a kind of point where the cheeks meet at the bottom)…wow that just made me
Food is my love language. It’s my everything. I used to be strict paleo, but I have found a much better balance with food ever since healing my gut AND my relationship with it. These days you’ll find paleo recipes along with anything else I’m dreaming up and enjoying! Just like me, my food is ever-evolving!
