I love to cook… obviously… and I love to eat, and drink! I started really getting into cooking (and drinking I might add) when I was in my early twenties after a decade of being old enough to watch and learn from my mother. Nancy cannot only cook her ass off (and drink her ass off too), but she can put together and throw the most elegant and beautiful dinner parties. Taking a note out of her playbook I purchased every Martha Stewart and Carolyne Roehm book out there. I loved to thumb through their beautiful tomes and draw inspiration from all their glorious ideas. Imagining the day I would throw my own sophisticated and elegant parties.Continue Reading
When we built our barn we included a viewing room that has a full kitchen, dining table, sitting area, fireplace and bar. The idea was that we could host all kinds of events with the horses in their stalls right across the aisle. We’ve had Christmas parties, family and business dinners, holiday meals, and cocktail hours a plenty, but the one thing we had yet to host was a poker night. We had been dreaming of using the full bar as a place to gather, cut loose and play a little Texas Hold ‘Em since it’s completion, but hadn’t yet made it happen. I finally decided this weekend was the perfect time to break in our poker chips and do a little friendly gambling at Badlands.Continue Reading
My youngest daughter turned four on April 3rd and when I asked her what she wanted for her birthday she said she wanted to be there, and have a yellow cake. I assured her she would certainly be invited to her own birthday and I would happily make her a yellow cake!
I know Grey’s Anatomy fans love the idea of me being a baker like my character Izzie Stevens, but it’s never really been my forte. I’ve struggled to get the consistency of my batters right, my cakes baked to a nice golden brown, or my breads to rise, and all that struggle was at sea level in Los Angeles. Once I moved to Utah, the altitude proved too hard for me to conquer! I gave up completely after making a birthday cake for Josh that came out as dense and heavy as a rock! So though I assured my baby girl I’d make her a cake, I couldn’t help but think I better purchase a back up from the store just in case!Continue Reading
Just keep knitting. Just keep knitting. Just keep knitting, knitting, knitting…
My sister came up to Utah for the holidays this year and this was the mantra she and I kept repeating as we feverishly worked to finish our knit gifts for family members. For any of you parents or animated film fans out there it’s a take on Dori the fishes’ song just keep swimming from Finding Nemo (yeah now it’s gonna be stuck in your head too, sorry)!
This time last year I went on the most glorious family vacation to Mexico. It had been at least four years since my last vacation and I was dying to treat myself and my family to a sunny, sandy getaway!
We rented a beautiful private home where we were waited on hand and foot, pampered beyond belief and fed incredible meals for breakfast, lunch and dinner. It was extravagant for sure, and my family and I could not have been more grateful for the experience. Though the food was out of this world, the drinks always flowing and the company wonderful, the most important thing I took away from our week long sun soaked time was a new found love and appreciation for yoga, and an eye opening understanding of the power of intentions.
Yeah I know… sounds a little like new agey, pseudo spiritual, mystical bullshit. It did to me too, for most of my life really. Certainly my adult life that is, though even as a kid I shuddered at such expressions as "I’m more spiritual than religious" or "You just have to tap into the Universe man! Everything happens for a reason". So my new found love and respect for yoga, meditation and intention work is out of character for me.Continue Reading