I'm a former commercial real estate girlie who swapped the corporate grind for a kitchen that feels more like home than any boardroom ever did.

If the corporate arena taught me anything, it’s this: take the risks no one else understands… because they don’t need to.

This blog is part of that leap — a mid-life reinvention where the apron is messy, the recipes are flexible, and the journey matters more than the “perfect outcome.”

I believe food should feel fun, not fussy, which is why recipes here are roadmaps meant to be consulted, not measured down to the micro-gram.

You’ll find French-Mediterranean flavors with a playful spin, fit-girl salads that spark joy, the occasional mocktail and Milo making cameo appearances (our fur baby who takes his role as comic relief very seriously).