Now when i say, “I woke up one day as a mom on a farm in Pennsylvania”, it wasn’t like a Kimmy Schmidt situation. It was just a very sudden life change, and in comparison to the previous 35 years of my life, a real 180. The one common thread through all of my adventures and lives that I have lived however, is that I have eaten very well,and enjoyed cooking. Hopefully this blog is a place where I can express my love of cooking, what I am learning everyday on the farm, and my journey into motherhood. Now, I often find myself having to say, “I’m just joking” (even though most of the time I’m actually not) so I also hope that my wit, humor, and of course my charm, come across in my words, and that people get me. Or not. I am not pretending or trying to show that I have this perfect life. If anything, the goal is to celebrate my mistakes in the kitchen and to be relatable to anyone who has ever spent the week planning on making a recipe then really screwing it up and having to order a pizza. Nothing is worse than a really thin Carbonara. Yuck! Which leads us to my next post….