I can cook with a broken heart.

  Even with a heart fractured in places I feared would never heal, I found solace in the alchemy of the kitchen, where cooking became my quiet hymn of healing. Grief can twist your soul, making even the simplest joys feel impossible. For six long months, I stopped cooking and eating. I survived on nothing…

How to be a perfect mother while making a perfect cocktail?

If you are reading this, you are a perfect mom or a dad. P.S. I use the word mom loosely so it involves dads, step-moms or dads, foster parents, grandparents who dutifully tend to their kids. Signs of a perfect mom House is a mess (even though you’ve just cleaned up the night before). Haven’t…

If life gives you lemons. Make sauce.

I’ve been thinking a lot about sauces. I have been paying the attention it deserves in my kitchen. To me, most food without sauce is not exciting.  What’s pasta without its sauce. Dumplings without its dipping. Biscuit without its gravy. You get the idea. It’s bland. Right? The sauce makes your food complete. So make…