30 Minutes or Less: My search for a blog niche is finally over!

In constant attempt to learn, develop and improve my blog, I found I was always arriving at the same advice: zero in on a niche; broadness will be the death of your blog! It didn’t take a rocket scientist to see that my blog was as broad as Texas. And while I am primarily writing…

Mini Enchilada Bowls

We recently returned from a trip to the west coast, Santa Monica, California to be exact, where my husband was brought for work, and we were fortunate enough to tag along.  When one thinks of California, they may think of sandy beaches, golden sunshine and warmer temperatures. So you can imagine how we felt when…

Apple Crisp

“It’s as American as apple pie!” Although I cannot say the same for us;  us being my husband, my daughter and I. Little James, however, was born right here in New York City, a fact that permits him a certain freedom that the rest of us fought so ferociously to obtain. As I rode the…

Mom’s Carrot Cake

Let me just start by exhaling: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! It’s so good to be back, back in the kitchen and cooking, writing, taking photos, filming and editing.  I missed it oh so much.  It’s good to be home in New York and good to be back to my “normal” life, as normal as my life could get….

1 Year Young

Today marks one year that I embarked upon my little pet project: My Little Kitchen Project. It was born amidst one of the most difficult periods of my life, but gave me comfort, perspective and a creative outlet that I had been so desperately craving. I had taken a leave of absence from my adventures…

Family First

As I write this, my little family and I are on our way to Montreal from Toronto where we approach the final step of our American Green Card process. As most of you may already know, for the past year, we have been temporarily situated in Toronto, Canada, awaiting this very moment. There were some…

Potato & Octopus Salad

I remember the first time I tried potato & octopus salad.  It was my first Christmas in Italy, 2008. I couldn’t make it home for the holidays after just having moved three months earlier, and earning a less than desirable paycheck. A friend from Canada hopped on a plane and came to spend Christmas with…