Back when we were first married, we were on a huge greek yogurt kick.

Chipotles are the smokiest of peppers. They are the bacon to boring ham. The backyard, charcoal-grilled burgers to stovetop cooked.

I LOVE a good falafel. And I love a good bean (is a chickpea a bean? I say yes!) But what about when you’re in the middle of Whole30 and get a falafel hankering?

Welcome to the saga where my (and your?) identity shifts from black thumb to green thumb. But not without bug bumps & fungal bruises along the way. Join us as we ever so gradually forsake the grocery store produce section for our backyard blissful bounty. …

We’re not hunters – far from it actually. Austin wouldn’t even hurt a fly. Literally. One time there was a giant centipede crawling close to the ceiling, and I tried to squish it with a shoe but couldn’t reach it (even jumping as high as …

Blueberry season is here, folks! That means summer is right around the corner. High fives to all the chillens who just seized every green, pink and red blueberry from the bush and forsook the bluest of blues above and below their 6 inch by 6 …

Are you Paleo? Killing your Whole30 challenge? Just a regular guy / gal trying to up your veggie intake or go full-on sneaky parent tricking your kiddos into eating their veggies? This’ll work for all those scenarios.

Eggs benedict. The type of rich, decadent, delicious breakfast you don’t expect to be able to eat on Whole30. I don’t mean to brag, but figuring out ways to eat delicious things even on restrictive diets is kind of my specialty. Actually…I don’t know if …

You grew a human on the inside. PreggoLife. Likely with the irreplaceable supplementation of every condiment with a side of southern fried pickles. Straight vinegar to the mouth. The dankiest sauerkraut. The ideal elevator snack – canned sardines (saywhat). Fatty / butter-soaked / melty cheese …

This skillet is the best kind of meal. It’s humble and unassuming. You can chop the ingredients any way you want. The flavors party in your mouth. The salty and spicy balance each other perfectly. The runny egg yolks provide a built-in sauce. It comes …

Did your mom ever give you spaghetti squash as a kid and pass it off as actual spaghetti? Maybe not. Well mine did and I loved it then (usually with butter and brown sugar cause mama ain’t above a bribe) and I love it now. …

This might be the prettiest crust I’ve ever made. It kind of looks like dainty little flower petals, and I’m not going to lie to you, I’m dang proud of it.