Well it has been a minute since I have posted. Life has been pretty crazy up until a few months ago. I have a lot to share these days but for tonight, I just wanted to post some pictures of the fun I have been having in the kitchen lately. If you follow me on instagram, you will sporadically see my attempts at #instafoodporn. My phone has a pretty crappy camera so this week I started documenting the things I have been making for The Fella and I with my “big gun.” While editing I totally found myself thinking about the old 1940’s-70’s cookbooks of my mother’s and grandmothers. I used to flip through them giggling at the jello molds and drooling over the colors and textures of food my dad would never let my mother cook. One batch of vichyssoise, before I was even born, and the “let’s try new things” portion of my mother’s cooking, or at least of my father’s eating, was all but done. I HAVE been trying new things. New flavors, and combinations. It has been pretty successful so far if The Fella’s empty plates are any indication. He’s not too picky though, so it’s hard to judge.