My husband and I have never been too big on Valentine's Day. When we were dating, Randy was manager of a popular bar/restaurant in San Francisco. This meant that on a lot of the "celebration" holidays - 4th of July, New Year's Eve, and yes, Valentine's Day - he was working.
Did I tell you I started my own business recently? True. And no, it's not making lollipops. (Although that does sound like a pretty fun-filled way to spend the work day, doesn't it?) We'll talk about my new venture a bit more in the coming weeks, but long story short, it involves me finding the most scrumptious all-natural sweets and creating lovely dessert tables for special events. And despite all the hard work, it's pretty wonderful. Here's a peek at one of the tables I designed recently:
You can see more pics of my dessert table over at Amy Atlas' Blog!
Monday was my birthday. It was a quiet day, as I knew it would be: my girls were at summer camp all morning, my husband and son have been visiting family in Florida, and I spent most of the day at home with my dog, so... no grand celebrations. Instead, I marked the occasion a few days earlier by taking my twins camping.
Turns out, it really is a small world, after all. About three years ago (wow, has it really been that long?), I was thinking of starting a food blog. Knowing nothing about blogging, I was intrigued when I read on line that BlogHer would be hosting a food blog event in San Francisco. Maybe I could learn a few things to get me started on the right track.
My niece was married in Austin recently, and I was lucky enough to be able to spend a few days there, taking part in the celebration and visiting with family and friends. I'll share more photos of my trip in another post, but here's a peek at the lovely, intimate wedding, which was held at the historic Allan House.
Sometimes, people just get it right. Such is the case with the GOOD: street food + design market, a new art and food event that premiered last Sunday afternoon in Sacramento.
When I first received the invitation to the GOOD event from Roshaun at Unseen Heroes, I thought it would be a great opportunity for my husband Randy and I to spend some time by ourselves. Like, on a date. But it was not to be. Our playdate plans for the twins fell through at the last minute, so we ended up taking them with us. On the upside, it was so nice to have some quality twin time, and any time girls can get a "tatoo" (aka: handstamp), it's a good thing.
Sometimes I think I was born in the wrong century. Does anyone else remember PBS's Frontier House? The series documented the experiences of three (modern) families who agreed to move to the Montana Territory for six months, and to live as the 1880s frontier settlers did. I was completely hooked after just one episode. Despite all the hardships, that kind of life holds a strangely powerful appeal to me.
Lately, especially, I've been pining for a simpler life. Not necessarily an easier life (pretty sure I would miss electricity and indoor plumbing), but a simpler one.
If you've been following along for a while, you may have noticed a slight shift in my recipes over the last year. For example, I strive to use organic ingredients as much as possible. I have also made the switch to natural, plant-based food coloring, choosing to avoid artificial food coloring ever since an unsettling blue frosting incident (you don't want to know). Because one of my kids seems to have a strong sensitivity to granulated sugar, I've been experimenting with alternative sweeteners such as honey, brown rice syrup, and maple sugar.
There are many upsides to adopting a more natural diet. But, as you can imagine, organic foods can sometimes be more expensive than their non-organic counterparts. In my experience, this is especially true when it comes to kid-friendly items like crackers and snacks.
"Life is short."
It's a cliche, I know. A phrase we've all heard, and probably uttered ourselves, countless times. We know that life is finite, and that in the grand scheme of things, our time on this earth is fleeting. But I imagine most of us don't really think about it much. Until a few months ago, that was true for me. I had built a life - a pretty good one, by all accounts - and every day, I was busy living it. Wake up, shower, get the kids ready, get myself ready. Go to school, go to work, go to little league, go to the park, go swimming, go camping, go to dinner, go to bed...
Go. Go. Go.
I didn't really give much thought to the fact that this life of mine was barrelling through time at a rather alarming rate. I mean, I noticed it. But I didn't really pay attention. Then something happened. Life smacked me across the face and for a while, I was left reeling. Oh man, then I started to pay attention. It's amazing - and frankly, a bit unnerving - what you can see when you start to pay attention.