I can usually hear the footsteps the second the feet hit the ground. A tiny body sliding out of her giant bed, stepping around the dog sleep...

"Anti-social media." That's what my husband says when you bring up Twitter, Facebook, Google + or anything that incites or req...

Today I'm taking you on a little tour of self-promotion. Busy little me has been flying around the interwebs visiting, writing, sharing....

It's only fitting that I felt compelled to make Babka on the day of the bake sale at my parents' church. They would have sold Babka ...

In a fit of accidental drinking and eating Hubby and I discovered a fantastic food/liquor combo. Scotch and caramel corn.  In particular, pe...

If you've been reading a while you know that I was the mom who went crazy anal about making my kids' food when they were little. Or ...

This one is not for the kids! I'm happy to announce a new relationship and upcoming event with J. Webb Wine Merchant Ltd . Lee Hansen an...

My mom just left after a weekend of cooking, giggles, and laundry. She came down to help us after I blew out both my knees skiing last weeke...

Today's post brought to you by fun things to do to impress others. On tap today is sabering champagne bottles open. Now there is a way t...

Eating in a room full of food bloggers and writers is almost as bad as eating dinner with toddlers, except the conversation is far better.  ...

I'm a little behind this week.  In so many ways I am behind, but no one needs to be reminded of my laziness.  Okay, maybe I need to be r...

I'm sparing your the disgustingness of what this photo could be.  Just look at my overcooked, but nicely crimped crust.  You've got ...

Have you noticed a trend?  My Monday posts for the past few weeks have included the ridiculous and the humourous .  After the night/weekend...

Winter storms attacked us again.  Sneaking in from behind they walloped us good yesterday.  It wasn't much of a day for venturing out, a...