Ten years ago, my husband threw one of my muffin creations at the wall of our apartment and made it go right through the wall. Brick muffins weren’t an accident–they were commonplace at our house. I couldn’t cook to save my life. I hated cooking and we ate out at least three days a week.
Then of course the little babies in the baby carriage came. All three of our children were born prematurely. My husband has had Type 1 diabetes since the age of four. We have our eating challenges. Our daughter likes vegetables but not fruit. My son likes fruits but dislikes most vegetables. I’ll eat anything. My husband is Mr. Meat and Potatoes. Dinnertime and getting the family to eat healthy with whole foods and real ingredients is a challenge every night for me.
I’ve become a master recipe manipulator. I can make anything healthier and still taste great. I’ve also learned how to eat healthy on a strict (aka teeny tiny) budget. I’ve taught what I’ve learned (and made) for Whole Foods Market and Sunflower Market. I’ve even shared my creations and ideas on my local TV news programs.
I haven’t forgotten my roots though. That’s why there’s the burnt section. It still gets updated on a regular basis. Although I’ve failed to share how many times I’ve gotten stitches from cutting my fingers with a knife. That would just be embarrassing!
Come join me on our healthy eating adventures. And forgive me when I am weak and succumb to foods like biscoff and chocolate and share them with you.