There are many stories from my trip to Nepal, but all of them remind me that I can get through anything, no matter how foreign.
While most schools have done away with home economics completely, I credit a lot of my love for food to the Culinary Arts classes I took during high school.
It was time to decide if I was going to change my last name.
When we got news of the bomb, I was walking toward the finish line.
The mice had moved in again, happily shacking up in a newer, shinier mouse mansion oven. But hey – at least I could still make bread!