Raspberry

I've always been fascinated by the things our mind chooses to remember and the things it chooses to forget. I can't remember learning to whistle, but I can vividly remember that time in fifth grade when Justin Kennedy flashed one of his perfect smiles at me. That terrible haircut I got to impress him thankfully...

Meet Berrie. He's spunky, inquisitive, adventurous, incredibly smart, a little grumpy, a bit spoiled and definitely adorable. He enjoys mirrors, seed balls, messy baths, nomming on computer keys, hanging out on noggins and chirping at cats. He's a cute little lovebird we recently had the pleasure of bird-sitting. Berrie was named after the colourful fruit...

Valentine's Day means either nothing or everything to an individual person. You're either a skeptic or a romantic. More and more the world is being peopled by skeptics. People who don't believe in anything they can't see or touch and make fun of those who dare to. I was once one of them before I...

There are a fair number of people out there that turn their noses up at food blogging. I know! Crazy right? They criticize food photography and food staging for being contrived. But it is... I'm not going to show you pictures of what I actually did with this rack of cookies or this plate of...

I'm sick of being sick. I've been flat on my back eating nothing but handfuls of chicken noodle soup and crackers. Before you start to wonder how exactly you go about clutching a fistful of soup let me distract you with these cookies. Feel better? Me too. For now. Otherwise I'd still be asleep and...

I have a confession to make. Are you ready? Like really ready? Ok, here goes. I'm 41. Ok no, not really. You should see your face. I couldn't keep a straight face on that one either. Let me clarify. According to my Wii I'm 41. My Wii thinks I'm 41. Should this offend me? Because...

I take things personally. I try not to, but I can't help it. If I discover that a person dislikes me I'll wrack my brain for the answer to their derision. I'm not the type of person to hate anyone so it's hard for me to understand why someone would point their hatred at me....

Generally baking is something people do on occasion. A cake for a birthday party. Hour d'ouvres for a get together. Shortbread for the holidays. Chocolates for Valentine's Day. Rarely do people bake for the fun of it. Instead baking is this stressful thing built around high expectations and consequential disappointments when it crumbles. Well last...