It’s no secret. I Love Pie. Period. But growing up I was never that pumped on blueberry pie. I don’t know. It never seemed as exciting as the other choices. So I never picked it. And it always seemed to be the last pie available on the menu after all the others were gone. I Read more
My Mom is a saint. Ask anyone who knows her; they’ll completely agree. Growing up, my Mom taught early morning scripture study to the youth in our congregation. In most circumstances this would mean my Mom would prepare a lesson, meet the youth at the church building, teach them for an hour and then send Read more
I have very strong feelings about brunch. I love it. Deeply. At some point, I’ll get into my long and extensive history with brunch and my family (it’s a LEGIT thing in my fam), but for now, I’ll just give you one main reason brunch rules my world: If your weekend includes going to brunch, Read more
You know that feeling when you were a kid and you walked into your grandma’s house and you could smell the fresh cake she just pulled out of the oven? And you knew she baked it just for you? Nope? Well. Me neither. Not my Grandma. My Grandma lived in a highrise apartment in Vancouver, Read more
