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.

It’s a relaxing work-night (you convince yourself), and you’re practicing your adulting by home-cheffing a dish that includes a little green green. You’re thinking local kale or sage from the garden out back, right? Thought so. You hipster. But it seems you have reached an …

Memorial Day is coming up and you know what that means: 3 day weekend, lake time, pool hangs, bonfires and of course a big grill out with your loved ones. I LOVE memorial day weekend. Partly because it’s the first official three-day weekend of spring/summer …

Do y’all love corn as much as I do? Corn right off the cob transports me to summer, every time. You know my favorite way to eat corn? Mexican street corn style – sweet corn on the cob covered in creamy saucy goodness with the …

I’ve done Whole30 enough to know that cheese is BY FAR the food group I miss most (… and bread. And ice cream. And sweetness in my coffee. But mostly cheese… ). *Stares into the distance and thinks about cheese*

Round 2: Let’s Get Down to the Nitty Gritty (In 1950s male announcer voice, spoken far too quickly for modern American intelligibility) Previously on The Journey of the Thumb… Austin commits involuntary plantslaughter. Wildlife witnesses prosecute. SeedEaters (aka birds & squirrels & bugs, oh sigh) …

I’m not a marinara sauce girl. I know, I know. “It’s classic.” “How do you love pizza and pasta but NOT red sauce?” There are a few exceptions, but for the most part, I would choose an alfredo, olive oil and spices or pesto sauce …

The Journey of the Thumb Ever been accused of having a “black thumb“? Likely it was unintelligibly uttered under granny’s breath to your progenitress (your mom) at the last backyard family luncheon you hosted. Allow me to elaborate. It’s when you wholeheartedly attempt grow photosynthetic …