I'm Becky. I'm a wife, and a mom, and I rock. I spend as much time in the kitchen as possible. I like tattoos, vintage things and books. I hate talking about myself. I love aprons. And skulls. And aprons with skulls.
I finally gave in and decided to start my little food blog. While I love to cook, I'm no foodie. I'm no stuck up, elite chef... I'm just a mom who loves to be in the kitchen. I don't cook with strictly organics and I don't count calories. (I get this from my great-grandmother. She was an amazing cook, and she buttered everything, even pb&j sandwiches. Like, bread, butter, peanut butter then jelly.)
I'm not outstandingly witty and I don't say profound things. I think I'm the only person who finds me funny, and no one has ever called me smart. I suck at consistency. I have fabulous ideas, but always seem to fail in execution. I tend to rush through things, too anxious to see the end result. I think that's called impatience. Oh yeah, and I type the way I talk.
If you know me personally, you know that I am a 16 year vegetarian. My husband is a life long carnivore, and my 4 year old only likes food that goes with ketchup.
All that being said, if you still want to keep up with my blog, here's what you probably WILL find; yummy recipes (not always my own,) mediocre photos, happy bellies, and some occasional off topic ranting.