It seems everything in my life revolves around food. I love to meet people for lunch or have company for dinner. Be it the birth of a baby, an engagement, Thanksgiving, it’s all about the food. When my husband and I went to Italy, did we go to churches or art galleries? No, we sought out the best places to eat breakfast, lunch and dinner. It seems that not a day goes by where food is not the focal point of my daily activities. And I love it that way.

Why do I love it? Because it brings friends and families together. For centuries it always has. It’s that one fundamental component that brings me closer to the people I care about.

In 2008, on a whim, I wandered into a seminar being given at a local cooking school for its upcoming professional cooking program. I was very intimidated to enroll, as I had grown up on Swanson’s TV dinners and Hostess Twinkies (and actually thought that stuff was pretty darn tasty). I will say for me, that program was a life changing experience.

When I finished that program, I enrolled in a professional pastry school Oh Lord have mercy, the things I learned, made, and ate. I knew then and there that I had found my calling. I love to see the looks on people’s faces when I present them with homemade breads, pastries, cakes and cookies.

So, my mission here is not about exploring sophisticated techniques, over-the-top recipes or unusual, hard-to-find ingredients. It’s merely for the purpose of sharing with my friends (and anyone else), simple recipes, stories, photos, experiences and anything else in between to express my love for just good, simple food.

I also love to cook, and will share those ideas and recipes, but it’s the baking that stole my heart. I can’t wait to get up every day and bring out the old Kitchen Aid and just create. As a side note, I graduated from art school many years ago as a graphic designer, and I find the process of art and baking the same. Whether it’s paint and canvas or sugar, eggs and flour, ultimately I end up with something beautiful that I create from the heart.

You can find me in my kitchen any time of day. Sometimes my boys will come down to the kitchen very late at night and ask , “what in the world are you doing”!!! And I’ll just turn to them and smile, and say “boys, mama’s gotta bake”! I think they get it.