Here in 2025, charcuterie is trending more than the 90s—again—because nothing screams “adulthood” like turning Lunchables into a personality. Seriously, whoever thought that flannel and cured meats would bring out the nostalgia? Everywhere I look, my friends and family have suddenly become charcuterie goddesses—women who can sculpt salami into roses, braid mozzarella like it’s hair …
Here in 2026, even the most health-conscious foodies (Hi, that’s me) are embracing clean comfort foods. Well, that is all fine and good after a hard day of “Work” snowshoeing twelve miles in one day as Big Bear Lake’s premier hiking guide, but I could use a beer right now. Or maybe a few Bloody …
It’s raining cats and dogs and squirrels here in Big Bear Lake—and I’m loving every glorious, soggy minute of it. What I’m not loving is the fact that I’m now over 48 hours into my colonoscopy fast, and my will to live is being held together by sheer spite and the promise of eventually shoving …
Ho ho ho and happy holidays to all—especially to my fellow Anglo-Indian Rum Cake and fruitcake fanatics. As much as I adore a boozy Christmas rum cake, I do not adore what it does to my butt, thighs, or sense of self-worth. Which is why this year, I’m reinventing one of my favorite holiday traditions: …
It’s officially the holiday season—not because the calendar says so, but because I found myself shivering in a thirty-degree supermarket that smelled faintly like a Hong Kong night market, soaking wet in what I’m pretty sure was fish soup. Meanwhile, every shopper around me looked dressed for an Olympic-level sledding adventure in Big Bear Lake, …