One of the first recipes I can remember making as a child is buttermilk biscuits. I made them for almost every holiday, Easter, Thanksgiving, Christmas, and often just because. I remember the first time I made them, wanting to follow the recipe exactly, I pulled out a ruler to measure 1/2 inch thickness. I was probably 7-8. True nerd from the beginning. Continue reading
I just got back from an unbelievable trip out west to visit my aunt and uncle’s cabin in Jackson, Wyoming. It’s like no place I’ve ever been – the stark contrast of the Teton Mountains against the valley plains makes for an incredible 360 degree view. It was sensory overload from the minute we got there – the green alpine meadows next to crystal clear aqua lakes lined with wildflowers in what seemed to be every hue. On top of that, the sumptuous smells of the vast sage fields, the ancient pine forests and the crisp fresh air was intoxicating. Continue reading
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