hosting friendsgiving: thursday

Thanksgiving morning. The big day. Time to let your hosting prowess shine. I apologize in advance for not getting a ton of pictures during the feasting (or of the finished products). After days of cooking, and a little too much champagne, we just wanted to eat. Basically, if you have pepper appropriately, you can begin…

hosting friendsgiving: wednesday

Ok guys so Thanksgiving was crazy. I am so sorry about how late this post is. I cooked literally all day on Wednesday. Here is what we did… First, the turkey went in the fridge (covered in herb butter) so the skin could dry out (makes it crispy when it cooks).   Then the casseroles…

hosting friendsgiving: tuesday

We are t minus 2 days until the big turkey day. I am making the entire feast for (at least) 6 adults and 2 kids (plus Harper who doesn’t eat turkey yet). I LOVE Thanksgiving and I only get to make the meal once a year. We cannot go home to see family this year…

acorn squash and gorgonzola salad

Happy fall, everyone. Here in Louisiana, it never really feels like fall. But I am celebrating my favorite season, dammit. That means pumpkin bread, TV fireplace (because a real on is out of the question here), and squash. I sort of stole this salad idea from Valerie Burtinelli (food network personality, former wife of Eddie…

thirsty thursday: sedona signature martini

Ok, so I totally stole this recipe from Sedona Taphouse – a lovely restaurant I used to frequent during my time in Richmond, VA. This drink it so die for. Its a little tiny bit sweet and citrusy with a kick of vodka (I use Tito’s of course.) And I love my child, but sometimes,…

newborn photos!!

Here they are!!! No explanation necessary ❤ They are also on Facebook 🙂

in the past 7 weeks, i have…

Harper is 7 and a half weeks old now. It feels like she has been on this earth for an eternity. But it also feels like time is flying. Fast. Too fast. Parenthood comes with a very steep learning curve. And we have learned a LOT in those short 7 weeks. Now, I hate mommy…

the breastfeeding diaries

“Goddammit!” I screamed as I unclipped the My Breast Friend nursing pillow from around my waist and lobbed it across the room. My breast friend, indeed. Another sleepless night spent fighting with my child to nurse. Because recently she has started this new thing where she latches perfectly and starts sucking, gets a let down, handles…