I’ve said for years that I thought the “art” of cooking was dying among women and now all of sudden home cooking seems to be the “new, up and coming thing” in every healthy living book and magazine out there. But, I’ve been doing it my whole life.
I raised a son, alone as a single mother who worked 12-hour shifts as a nurse and still came home and cooked a meal (and packed him homemade lunches.)
I grew up in W.Va. where it was the woman’s “job” to cook, not just everyday, but three meals a day. My husband certainly doesn’t consider it my job, but quite frankly I do. I don’t care what anyone says, I love cooking. And cooking for my family is my way of loving them and caring for them in one of the best ways I know how.
I shop farm markets and use quality, local, organic ingredients and the produce I grow myself whenever possible. We have a garden this year where I grow my own lettuces, spinach, cauliflower, cabbage, brussel sprouts, cucumbers, tomatoes, carrots, strawberries, peppers and herbs.
As you’ll see from post to post, I walk a fine line between being that country girl raised on all the rich southern foods I love and trying to be a healthy “foodie” that thinks about every little bite I take being healthy and whole. And because I’m not a fan of depriving myself, you’ll hear me refer to exercising in more than one post.
Please note that any recipe I use will be linked back to the original poster with credit given to them but I will use my own photo.
And of course, all photos on this blog are take by me with my IPhone camera, so please don’t steal. If you use one of my recipes, please link back to me, thanks.