Oki Gyoza, My Way

If you follow my Instagram, (@fortheloveofexperience), I’m sure your annoyed by my excessive foodie posts lately. Sorry, not sorry. Food is absolutely, hands-down, 247% my favorite aspect of culture. Why? It’s food. Well, I’m sure glad you asked, because it’s food is exactly why. At its most bare assessment, food is merely nourishment, sustenance for... Continue Reading →

Baby-ator: The Flyin’ El

Another beautiful weekend has come and gone, and though I recount many laughs, good food, and memories with friends, there is something so menacing about Sunday evening. A gentle reminder that another week is to come and pass before we meet again, and by "we" I mean the 1.5 days (not really 2 days since... Continue Reading →

A Trip to Remember

There are so many people who never leave their hometown. Never leave their state. Never leave their country. I was given the opportunity of a lifetime to not only travel across the world, but to reside in one of it's lesser known crevices for multiple years. However, for all its beauty, I sure find myself... Continue Reading →

Why Mommy Needs Wine (or Whiskey or Whatever)

Put your shoes on. Come here. Put your shoes on. Don't eat that. Put your shoes on. GET THAT OUT OF YOUR NOSE. PUT. YOUR. SHOES. ON. Why does Mommy need wine? I mean seriously though, how many times do I have to tell you to put your shoes on? We do this at the... Continue Reading →

Demotivation by Fear: Achieving Success

You know how when you meet someone for the first time, you immediately share things you may have in common? Intimate relationship, kids, education, work, etc. You spout off your status, and they say, “oh, I’ve always wanted to do that, but…” What have you done lately? Close your eyes for a moment and think about... Continue Reading →

Crushing Barriers: Happiness and Crappiness

Happiness. What does that mean? Happiness is a warm brownie. A brand new box of ammo for your favorite rifle. Stopping by the gas station to get pizza for lunch and the only slice left in the case is your favorite one. But what about not-happiness? Let's call it crappiness. And good gravy, is it... Continue Reading →

Downhome Favorite: Crockpot Italian Beef

One of my favorite things about food is its multi-sensory connection to everything. Seeing a green chile cheeseburger reminds you of that one restaurant in New Mexico after the day you got way (like waaaaaaaaay) too sunburnt. The smell of grease brings you back to those warm, summer nights at the fair with friends, funnelcakes,... Continue Reading →

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