Ok, so here’s a story I rarely tell anyone because it involves me being super dumb. A horribly misguided decision that literally could have been disastrous. K, ready? I was at the mall, circa 7th grade, doing what tweens do. Shoot, it just occurred to be that I was a tween before the word tween was even invented. Sooo… there’s that. I was with my friend, um let’s call her Nadine to protect the guilty, and we were wandering aimlessly through the mall.
I’ve been getting really inspired by colorful veggies lately. Now that I think about it, the recipes coming at you this week are ALLL about colorful veggies. I see them in the store and I have to try them. I’m not sure if it’s in my head, but I swear the colorful veggies taste sweeter.
I’m a sucker for Chinese food. It’s one of those indulgences that are few and far between because rice is such a big part of it. I just love that saucy goodness that coats the rice and it’s so sweet and salty and savory.
For some bizarre reason, people like to give me their unsolicited opinion. Ok, at least one person did. One day I was walking down the street with my kids and this 60ish year old man literally said to me…