Monthly Archives: February 2012

I Should Know Better!

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As a mom and a foodie, it is never wise to buy anything in white.  Between baby formula (in Strawberry flavor), and marinara sauce something is bound to end up on you.  But when I saw this AMAZING Supermodel Essential Hoodie at Victoria’s Secret, all that common sense left and I ended up bringing her home with me.  I’ve lived in it ever since.

The first mistake I made was when I got out of my car.  I live in Colorado, and even if you’re not familiar with geography, you at least know Colorado gets snow.  The thing about snow is that it melts.  And when it melts, it mixes with dirt and turns to mud.  And when it turns to mud, it splashes back on the car, leaving this wonderful, dirty, gross mess all over the place.  I pull up in front of Starbucks, get out of my car, and what do I do?  As I’m checking my email on my phone, I close the door with my elbow.

Nice.

Big gray spot on my elbow.  Never mind, I’m going for coffee, which I make it through successfully without spilling on myself.  One win, one epic fail.

Next, I go to feed my daughter a bottle.  Now, she can’t be on Similac or some other regular formula.  No.  She drinks Pediasure because she’s a skinny little thing who just won’t put on weight.  Does Pediasure come in vanilla?  Yes.  Does she like the vanilla.  Yes.  Does she like strawberry more?  Yes, and when you’re trying to get a creature to put on weight, you feed them whatever they want.  Sitting in the doctors office, I’m juggling a mostly nude baby while checking my email (hmmm. . . I think I may have a problem here. . . ) and I look down.  There is formula leaking out of her mouth.  I grab a blanket, and get it cleaned up.  In that process, I see if maybe she wants to hold her bottle herself.  Suddenly, in slow motion, she lets go of the bottle, and liquid starts to come out of it.  I pulled one of those slick tv moments where I safely throw my phone to the exam table, grab the bottle with my (now) free hand, all without managing to drop the baby.  I also avoided getting any pink spots on my new hoodie.

Next, it’s time to review my to do list for the day.  What better place to do that than at a bagel place?  I order a bagel, with cream cheese, and a skinny vanilla latte.  Yummy!  More coffee!  I manage to make it through that little adventure as well.

Dirty diapers, dogs, pizza rolls for lunch. . . I’ve made it through my day without any mishaps.  I even managed to put together my new massage chair and set up my basement as a massage haven.  That means sitting on the floor, juggling tools, and even assembling a water fountain.  Nothing.  Not a thing on me.

Yes, I think that I’ve learned how to manage in white clothing.  I know you all thought it was pretty amazing that I am a chef, I’m a (future) massage therapist, a Soldier, and a mother.  But I must say, the most impressive thing I’ve done so far this year is make it through an entire day wearing white with only one (minor) mishap.

I Dream of Food Network

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If you were to guess what it was I enjoyed watching on tv, I could imagine that Food Network wouldn’t be too far down on your list.  I love Food Network so much, I am guilty of recording it for later viewing pleasure.  Yes, there are several episodes of Giada at Home and the Barefoot Contessa on my DVR.

I am hoping that one day, some talent person who works for Food Network will come across my blog, website, or even stumble upon an event I’m catering, and there will be sparks.  I mean, I could be the next fresh face, with my awesome show about aphrodisiacs called Aphrodite’s Kitchen.

What’s the appeal?  Great question!  I love food.  I love cooking.  Even more, I love that I love food and that I get paid to cook food.  This makes me the perfect candidate for my own show.  I have enthusiasm, a new idea, and a great name for my show.  From there, I can have my own line of knives, cookware, cookbooks, and be on national morning news programs, teaching the early birds how to whip up something delicious.  It means a beautiful set to create beautiful food, seen on the television sets of all people who love food around the country.  Yes, I have the potential to be the next big thing on Food Network.

So Food Network, if you’re looking I’m ready to go.  Let’s get Aphrodite’s Kitchen on the air!

Superbowl Food

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I don’t know what it is about Superbowl Sunday, but there is nothing about it that screams high quality, healthy food.  I mean, don’t get me wrong — I’m not a food snob.  I love all food regardless of cost or effort.  A creme brulee is just as satisfying as a bowl of M & M’s candy.  But not on Superbowl Sunday.

What was on OUR menu?

*Wine (and lots of it)

*Potato chips and habanero dip (made from a packet of dip, sour cream, and mayo)

*Totino’s Pizza Rolls

*Swiss Cake Rolls

*M & M’s

*Chips and Salsa

*And Burgers we never made it to

Yes, the joys of eating not so good.  No wonder I woke up not feeling near the top of my peak this morning.  I decided to detox with bacon. . . because bacon is the miracle food, and I needed a miracle.

Now that the festivities are over, it’s time to get back to normal.  Well, normal until the next big event. . .

New Website

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I’ve been toying with the idea of restructuring my website.  It’s ok, it does its job, but it can be better.  For a past business venture, I used Big Commerce as a platform, although I don’t really have a retail structure.

I haven’t entered all of the information in yet, but I do invite you to come and visit the test site at aphrodites-kitchen.mybigcommerce.com and let me know what you think of the new structure.  Let me know if it’s visually appealing, if it’s easy to navigate, and if everything is clear.

Thank you for your time!

 

~Stephanie