Like many foodies in the universe, what I cook depends on my mood.
Good or bad, high or low, my emotional status determines what will come out of the Thai Me Up Kitchen. Birthdays and breakups both end in cake. Bacon for Saturday lie ins. Popping champagne to celebrate getting that promotion, and cookie dough ice cream if you didn’t. Here’s real talk, friends; there is no better way to commemorate or commiserate life’s events than with food. Read More →
Everyone has a talent.
My friend Laura is a hard core Chelsea FC fan. I once watched her school a Liverpool fan so bad that he limped off like she had kicked his puppy. Hard.
Rebecca is the world’s best story teller. The everyday mundane becomes side splitting madness with her rendition of events. Do you know how to fend off a gorilla/panther/bigfoot? Rebecca does.
G loves to grow stuff we can eat and a lot of it. Did you know that if you eat enough tomatoes you can smell it coming out of your skin?
I like to call it: Eau de Tomate.
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