To Be Wrapped Around The No-Good-For-You Finger

You are the wind to me.  You are the gentlest, most energizing breeze that morphs into a deadly tornado. Even when I do not see you, I feel every possible emotion in the depths of my body. The thought of you guides my every day, picking up the feelings...

Dive In: Basil Balsamic Cauliflower Steaks

I truly think cauliflower is the most underrated vegetable there is. It’s versatile in so many ways – rice, soup, pizza crust, and my personal favorite—steak! I always used to roast my cauliflower chopped into little pieces or sautéed in a pan, but the concept of a cauliflower steak...

Dive In: Mozzarella-Stuffed Buffalo Chicken Meatballs

So I heard TLC stands for Tender Loving Care… but how about Tender Loving CHICKEN! I have a crazy obsession with hot sauce and anything with the name “buffalo” in the title. Imagine my waterworks of joy when I discovered the ability to make buffalo chicken meatballs…and later stuffed...

Finding Solace In The Great Unknown

If I told you I find beauty in the things I don’t know, the things I can’t control – I’d be utterly lying. I have this obsession with attention to detail, planning, making schedules, following through with schedules, and executing every second of my day with flawless precision. I’m...

So You Think You Can Whole30? [A Review]

I’ve always been the type of girl who rolls her eyes at funky diets and absurd eating challenges. There’s nothing I love more than using up every inch of counter space in my kitchen, throwing together a feast, dining out with friends in the city, downing a margarita on...

Living With A Broken Heart (Unrelated To Love)

When I was 14, I suffered my first broken heart. At least at the time, I thought I did. I learned what it felt like to invest time and energy into another person, to have your heart beat twice as fast for someone other than yourself. I was young,...

The Struggles Of Wanting Help, But Not Knowing The Help You Need

Before I begin this written rant, I need to make a quick disclaimer: the title of this post sucks. It’s not catchy, it probably doesn’t make sense, but it is honest. Part of being a writer is having raw emotions that sometimes can’t be subdued by creativity…and this is...

Immersion

My eyes dart from alabaster walls to stucco ceiling as I lie extended, exposed. A scalding sting jolts my focus to the raw patch on my arm, and I tense. Black poison seeps into my pores, a permanent infection. Heavy eyelids fall as my mind and my body float...