So… let’s talk about gastrique. I’ve spent about seven solid hours in the kitchen today working on something that feels a little magical, a little old-world (clearly channeling my Food Network education), and honestly very me — a gastrique. If that word makes you pause, tilt your head like a dog who just heard a siren, or think, “well that sounds fancy,” you’re not alone. Several years ago, I would’ve done the exact same thing. Gastrique sounds French (because it is), a littl

As 2025 comes to a close, I’ve found myself doing a lot of reflecting on this year — the time I spent at the Farmers Market, and the time I spent away from it. Both mattered. Both shaped this year more than I realized at the time. While I loved being at the market for five months and seeing so many familiar, smiling faces, being away from it was harder than I expected . I missed people. I missed conversations. I missed handing jars directly to customers and hearing what they

As many of you already know, today is the first day of WINTER . And if you’ve read or listened to anything I’ve posted, you know I’m a sun chaser , so winter isn’t exactly my favorite time of year. I wrote some blogs last year about trying to embrace fall and winter—and the challenges (physically and mentally) that come with that. I think this is actually the first year I haven’t complained about the weather before the first day of winter. Don’t get me wrong—I’ve fussed a l

My pants are tight. And I don't mean snug—I mean tight. Tight like I just finished a deep dive into five pounds of crab legs drenched in...

Over the past month, my mom has been fighting the real fight at UVA. The rollercoaster of emotions that has come with her diagnosis,...

Eggs are a hot topic these days, and while we’ve never been huge egg eaters, we do enjoy the fact that we can walk outside and grab some...

Those three little words—“Trust the process”—are SO much easier to say to others than to have others say to you. Who even came up with...

As the year ticked away and I stared at my blank screen, I envisioned crafting a blog so profound it would stop readers mid-scroll. It...

The wise person who told me to start a blog also told me to write what I know. I feel like I’m one of those people who know a little bit...

The past month or so has been a whirlwind. Text messages have been coming in like holiday-themed grenades—everything from tips for budget...

The air is crisp (well, usually), the pumpkin spice lattes are flowing (gag), and your lawn is covered in a beautiful blanket of fallen...

It was a dark and stormy morning... Just kidding. But it felt  like that. There I was, staring into the void, panicking. Jason. Yes,...

You’ve been there. Driving along a backroad, minding your own business, and you see someone approaching from the other direction. Maybe...

So, here’s the deal: a recent girls' trip—one filled with some of my favorite humans in all the land—turned into an unexpected fall ...

In just about 20 days, many of you will joyfully welcome fall. You know the drill: the crisp air, cozy sweaters, chunky Ralph Lauren...

You may have read it on the website or heard me say it in person - jam isn't just for toast, butter isn't just for biscuits and there is...

Peter: Let me ask you something. When you come in on Monday and you're not feeling real well, does anyone ever say to you, 'Sounds like...

Earlier this week, we celebrated National Prosecco Day. I can’t lie; I'm not a huge Prosecco fan. Me enjoying Prosecco leads to a day of...

So, my friend Amy—who's basically the Beyoncé of baking—gave me some sourdough starter. "It's easy," she said. "You just feed it, make...

My introduction to farmers markets happened while I was living in Asheville, NC. Although I had heard about them earlier, it was during...