I was up at 6:30 on a Saturday morning so you better believe this was for a good cause.
A collection of stories and recipes gained from years of bluffing my way through the kitchen. Please feel free to ask any questions, request any recipes or pass on some of your own cooking tales.
I don't know why I do these things, I wish I had some kind of pithy anecdote to share with you on the deeper meaning behind why I choose to cook things, but sometimes random is how I interact with the kitchen. There is no other reason for why I started this experiment other than the cat lady was coming over and I thought she might like cream cheese
It had to happen at some point. Buttercream is a gateway drug and eventually the kids turn to something more exotic, something with a kick, something a little harder