Cocktail Cold Pizza

Growing up as an Army brat meant we moved. A LOT. I lived in six different states before the fifth grade. One of the places we lived, my dad served as a battalion commander. Not only did this mean he was in charge of a large group of soldiers, but also meant my parents hadContinue reading “Cocktail Cold Pizza”

Fried Squash Blossoms

It sounds a bit pretentious, but when I was studying abroad in Italy, I met up with a distant relative who showed myself and a few friends around the Italian countryside. She showed us the aqueducts, Bocca della Verita, this keyhole that when you peek through it all you see is the most manicured treeContinue reading “Fried Squash Blossoms”