Hi, I’m Erica!
I’m so happy you’re here! I love all things food. I love learning about food, I love creating and trying new recipes, I love cooking and sharing food with others, I love eating, and I love gardening.
Most of all I love helping people learn to love food just as much as I do. I focus on cooking seasonally, with real whole foods from scratch. Some of my recipes are quick and easy. Some of my recipes are a labor of love.
Most of my earliest and favorite memories have to do with food. Helping my mom bake cookies. My dad hiding doughnuts in the oven as a surprise for us when he came home after working a night shift. Being given free rein to cook and experiment in my aunt’s kitchen making everything from homemade pretzels to candy. Making huge batches of apple butter with my extended family. Endlessly stirring the apple butter in a copper kettle over a fire waiting for the apples to cook down and for the apple butter to be thick enough to can.
Food … cooking is my love language. I can’t think of a better way to tell someone you care about them than by serving them a delicious meal.
I am a mother to one amazing little boy, Sebastian, and I can’t wait to cook alongside him in our kitchen. He isn’t quite old enough yet but he does like to sit in a chair next to the counter and watch me cook and smell different ingredients. We also have an adorable dog, Da Vinci. Most days you will find me cooking in our kitchen, playing with our son, taking walks with our dog or working on this blog.
The name of this blog was inspired by my grandmother. She has always been one of my biggest supporters. Raspberries and kohlrabi were two of her favorite foods. Sadly she passed away from cancer a few years ago. Towards the end of her life, she lost her appetite. She said food just didn’t taste good anymore. I felt helpless as I watched her slip further and further away. Of course, to show her how much I cared about her I turned to food. I would always try to bring one of her favorite foods with me when I visited her in the hospital. I remember one day we drove to three different stores looking for kohlrabi since they were technically out of season. At a time when I couldn’t do anything to help her, I couldn’t think of a better way to show her how much she meant to me.
P.S. Now that you know a little about me I would love to hear from you. What are you struggling with in the kitchen? Are there ingredients you don’t understand how to use? What are your favorite dishes?