Hippie Soil Machine

When Rebecca gave me this Rachael Ray trash bowl a month ago, I knew it would bring me one step closer to hippie nirvana. You stick the bowl on the counter when cooking, collect your compostable refuse and then drop it off outside to be reconsumed by Mama Nature. The...

Garden to Table

I achieved one of my long-time goals yesterday and you’d think I’d won the domestic lottery: Food from the garden to the table! Cilantro for the guacamole, to be precise. Yesterday I hosted a small staff happy hour at my house. For social acceptance...

Fleeting Time

One of my biggest pet peeves* is when people complain about not having enough time. It is easy for this to be one of my annoyances in life at this point because let’s face it: I’m in selfish mode. No kids. No pets. No real worries other than getting myself...