It was about two years ago when things starting going under that a lot of people like myself starting tightening their budgets and cutting down on their expenses. A few of my friends in the same line of work as me got laid off and then suddenly it seemed the whole economy took a nose... Continue Reading →
“Roses are red, violets are blue, I’m schizophrenic, and so am I.”
I adore the color blue. All shades of it. When I moved out on my own and started purchasing things for my apartment, they were mostly blue: towels, bedsheets, plates, etc. It was all very apparent when my mom came to visit me for the first time exclaiming "I didn't know you liked the color... Continue Reading →
Holiday card fail
My real job took over any notion of the holidays this year. One day I worked 24 hours straight from 8 a.m. and my head did not hit the pillow until 9 a.m. the next day. I was delirious when December 25 rolled around and I'm still recovering. My job is not fun this time... Continue Reading →
Wishing you a very, Merry Christmas!
Season's Greetings!
Secret Origin Revealed
I've gotten a few emails over the past few years asking why my blog is entitled "My burning kitchen." Usually it's some public relations person emailing me for kitchen horror stories that I might want to share. Well I have one story to tell and it took place in college.It was my first year away... Continue Reading →
“We make a living by what we get, but we make a life by what we give.”
Fellow local food bloggers, Alice Q. Foodie and Caron Golden are spearheading San Diego Food Bank's "Food 4 Kids" backpack program this season. Please take a moment to read about this cause and what you can do to help hungry children in San Diego County.The San Diego Food Bank’s Food 4 Kids Backpack Program was... Continue Reading →
Kids have better toys than when I was growing up
I'm so jealous of kids nowadays. They have the internet, MP3s, YouTube and apparently more money than I did when I was growing up. Walking down the toy aisle at Target always fuels my envy. With Paul and I being trapped in the bodies of adults, we always spend lot of time looking at toys... Continue Reading →
All the world is birthday cake, so take a piece, but not too much
I didn't bake Paul cake last year and he's been harping how it's been 11 months since I promised to bake him a Boston cream pie. Oops. Busy year!I wanted to make it up to him and somehow redeem my laziness. Marriage does that to you. So instead of sticking with the Boston cream pie,... Continue Reading →
Thirteen days ago
The groom. The dress. The beach house. The officiant. The song. The band that played that song. The kid that almost stopped the wedding. (Not really.) The cupcakes. The official photographer. The comic.
Why I would never let Dustin Hoffman make me French toast
Photo above: Look! It's that dish made in Moonstruck/V for Vendetta -- egg in a basket. There are certain movies where something is being made or served that have resonated with me to this day. Sometimes randomly during the day, almost always when I cook or eat. Those movies are "Kramer Vs. Kramer," "Indiana Jones... Continue Reading →
My Burning Kitchen... on the road 