I love colorful food. Though I have few “rules” for food, if I had to sum up my food philosophy, it would be something like: “Make the majority of what you eat + eat all of the colors. The end.” I was chatting about this space with my girlfriend when we were in Vermont last weekend and mentioned I’ve come to a purpose for this food blog, without really meaning to. When I first started thinking about creating a spot to put all of my favorite recipes for friends and family, that was really my only goal. It’s become a little more concrete as I get further into it: I’m really on a mission to get people to make more of what they eat!
If you’ve been following my Instagram feed lately, my Farmer’s Market obsession is apparent. Our Opening Day was this past Wednesday, and I had been looking forward to it like a kid counting down for a holiday. I love the community that gathers at our beautiful market space, our ability to support local farmers, and the dirt I find in between radish leaves, reminding me these vegetables were just picked. There is something about seasonal eating that feels so right and natural – of course we should be eating food that hasn’t traveled far, supports our neighbor and was harvested just now because it was time to harvest, not because we were forcing it.
I have four sisters, but none of them live in the same state as I do. Heather is the one you’d want to decorate your house, or make you a perfect cup of coffee. Sarada is the one you’d turn to for legal advice, and makes things simple when we’re all trying to be too complicated. Heidi can tell you anything you want to know about horses, and she gives the best shoulder rub. Hayley has the perfect accessory for any of your fashion woes, and she always cleans up my kitchen messes, so she might be my favorite to cook for! That’s my role. The maker of food. I count it a high compliment when I walk into one of my sister’s houses and they have ripe avocados, lime and garlic waiting for me on the counter. “Make us guacamole?!”