Nothing says hot summer days like BBQ and coleslaw. Or maybe 108 degree heat and humidity and thunderstorms. 108 heat is exactly why I chose not to drive down into the smoggy, humid hot and muggy valley today even though I’m dying to drive 100 miles to the west to Artesia, our local authentic all …
In the last two years my Indian cooking has gone from three recipes which all kind of revolved on cheap curry powder, Greek yogurt and lime juice to hand grinding my own curry powder with a mixture of fifteen different spices. I’ve ground so many hard things in my Nutri Bullet that the last cinnamon sticks I ground down …
If it’s a Tuesday morning at six a.m. I’m probably sweating in our living room. It’s barely light outside but my boyfriend and I are already doing burpees and power squats while Sean T yells at us from the t.v. in the corner. At first the dogs are always confused by us jumping around like …
Waking up in a ski tell is a fantastic feeling. Living in a ski town is even better. Us locals don’t even care when we wake up and it’s 25° degrees and it’s not even late fall as we step into our Subaru’s, windows frosted over from the night before. 25° at dawn means it’s going to be …
“Trekking poles are for walking and not fetching!” Just one of the things I may or may not have hollered at Carly on our nature walk this morning. I may be disabled and mostly out of commission as far as the working out goes but that doesn’t mean Carly gets to be a couch potato. If …