One of the many highlights of writing Felt Like a Foodie is the communication I have with my readers. I get Facebook posts telling them that I made them laugh. I get comments on how they tried a recipe and just loved it! And then I get some emails that are let’s say a little more explicit. (Explicit as in detailed, not as in naughty but I do get those too.) Apparently there are things that I find important to include in a recipe, like exact measurements, that some people just feel are unnecessary. Case in point, my annual deviled egg recipes. Since year oneRead More →

So it has been five weeks since surgery and everything is going as expected. I am still taking it easy and am getting a little stir crazy trying to fill my days around the house. I’ve had plenty of time to do crafts, read about food and watch copious amounts of television. The hardest part is probably the seclusion. I’ve had some friends pop over and the joy of my mom hanging out with me on occasion but a majority of the time my days are spent alone. (This is where you should say “Awwwww.”) My sweetie pie is at work during the day soRead More →

Do you ever have moments in your life where you are sure that you have been reincarnated? (Yep, I’m still on pain meds!) Were you a pioneer who crossed the plains in a covered wagon? Maybe you were a caveman who used to work in a quarry? (Or did that only happen on the Flintstones?) Heck, you could have not even been a human! Maybe you were a poodle! I think in a previous life I lived in the depression where I couldn’t always afford what I wanted to eat or maybe just in a country where food was scarce and there wasn’t access toRead More →

I feel like I received a “Get Out of Jail Free” card this St. Patrick’s Day. I know there are folks out there that can’t wait for their corned beef and cabbage with some soda bread. Not me. I was thrilled that I am not up to cooking a lot so I had a legitimate excuse not to make the traditional “eat like an Irishman” feast. Who am I kidding? It isn’t that hard of a meal to make and I could have done it. I just didn’t want to. (This is where my three-year-old self is stomping her feet yelling NO.) It makes meRead More →

So today is the big day for all my nerdy friends and readers. It is Pi Day!!! (Please note the date and time I posted this blog…3/14/15 9:26. Am I blowing your beautiful minds right now?) But why is Pi Day so special? First, because nerds need a reason to have a party!! Due to their poor social skills, they don’t go out much. So this is one time a year when they are the popular and not wallflowers. They can hang out with their friends and play all those popular Pi Day games like “Who can memorize the most digits?” Or maybe play theRead More →

Sigh. I want to cook. I want to mess up the kitchen, hear the sizzles in a pan and make my house smell like heaven. I want to menu plan, prep ingredients and create my own dishes. I wish I could pick up my pans, use my measuring cups and taste for seasoning. I just want to cook. Instead, I am in food preparation mode. I take something out of my fridge or freezer that is already cooked and heat it up. Ta-Dah. It just isn’t the same. (I will say that the food I am preparing is delicious because some of my awesome friendsRead More →

Do you ever feel like your brain is scrambled? That confused feeling when you are trying to complete a simple task but for some reason it isn’t coming easily. You know the solution but for some reason you just can’t get there. (If I were a little older, I’d just say “senior moment” but I can’t use that excuse yet.) I’ve been feeling that way since my hospital stay. I just feel dopey. I find jokes harder to get and I get distracted easily. Look a bird is at the feeder. Where was I? I chalk a lot of this up to the fact thatRead More →

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness….(I know there is more to this but this is as much as I can remember.) I think the beginning of A Tale of Two Cities could also describe the recovery period after surgery. I’ve had days this past week where the Best of times can be seen in my recovery progress. I get excited about things that I haven’t done in weeks. When can I plan an outing? What cooking classes are coming up? Maybe I’ll wear pants today? But thenRead More →