i'm a foodie.

i love food. i love good food.

i love everything about it. i love to cook it. mostly, i love to eat it. my desire (and let's face it, energy) to cook for my family, and myself, had left me. for months. it's been sad. i miss my kitchen.

i miss my 'me' time in my kitchen.

making things other than pb&j's.

(don't get me wrong..i love me a good pb&j.) with a one year old, who lives on fruit, and a 2 year old...who for months didn't eat a darn thing even with the dozen options she had each meal, my interest in cooking, or better yet, interest in making a huge mess in my kitchen, was gone. the kitchen was already a disaster...really, do i need to make it worse? we've been sick here. for almost a week. i hadn't eaten anything good or tasted anything in almost 3 days. yesterday we did some good grocery shopping. i love doing that on saturdays, when i have help with the kids. i get to pick and choose...and try new things. instead of the usual, go to the store for only bananas, bread and milk. (ok, and a candy bar.) last night i wanted something good for dinner. no. i wanted something yummy. so, i made this.do you know the pioneer woman?

you should be friends.

we are.

lemon french toast with raspberry compound butter. (i even served it on a real plate...instead of paper ones...so you know it was special.) i know, i sent this pic to several of you on your phone...because i had to brag. it was super simple. and divine. DIVINE. perhaps my desire to cook has returned. or i am just really crazy for wanting to make a huge mess in my kitchen. either way...at least it tastes good.