Love is…

… belting out the words to “I’ll be there for you” at the Bon Jovi concert, and meanwhile your Hubs is pretending your butt is a 6-string guitar.

An Affair, of Sorts

Burgers used to be reserved for parties (July 4th, anyone?), and those heavily anticipated trips to McDonald’s, although to tell you the truth, I was more of a “McNugget” kinda girl in my younger days, because that way I didn’t have to worry about the possibility of them putting mustard on my patty. Now that [...]

Hello, Lover

Some of us get lucky in life. Sure, we all have our ups and downs; I don’t mean to say that you are either fortunate or unfortunate on all accounts. I’m speaking strictly about love here. What I’m trying to say, I think, is that those people who find true love – those people are [...]

Take Me Out to the Ballgame

[Before we talk wieners, let me first say thank you to those of you who read and commented on the previous post. It means a whole heck of a lot.] I used to collect baseball cards. In fact, I had so many baseball cards that I needed a special “baseball card binder” to keep them [...]

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the Chik

is a city girl from the South,
counselor of genetics, wife,
feline mom, friend, sister,
daughter, gastronome,
traveler, culinary graduate,
and blogger.

the Pastry

was born 'n raised on Southern fare: cornbread, pound cake, pe-can pie, chicken pastry. a move to the Second City led to discovering a passion for food. that love, trips home, and epicurean travels coalesced. here I am.