Confessions of a Cook

A lot of my life has changed. The way I view it, what makes me happy, and what I want out of it. Part of this may have had to do with my f...

I have a lot of kitchen crap. By kitchen crap, I mean home kitchen supplies like an ice cream maker, espresso maker, two ...

In London, I arrived at Borough Market for free time during a recent school trip. I was tired, grumpy, and cold, and wanted a p...

Recently I was sitting in my Business Law class, one of the final classes in my bachelor’s program at school. Our teacher was going over h...

I fucking love eating fresh fruit. Especially, of course, when it's in season. Which is kind of funny because when I see it on a dessert...

I've been thinking a lot about coffee lately, and how much I love it. Brought on by those 5-hour energy shot commercials that are firmly...

Music. My first love. My first passion. My first career choice, before I eventually decided, instead of going to University of Memphis for a...