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The Beginning

My name is Katherine.  I grew up in Charlottesville, Virginia, and I went to school there.  This is me at a Wyoming airport this summer, communicating passive aggressively to my brother that this is like the fifth time in a seven-day vacation that we have dodged a bunch of moose to see if his baggage is at the airport, and if he even considers flying United again, I will kill him in his sleep with one of the sharp objects that one of the slightly less asshole airlines let me carry on.

One reason I have invisible anxiety rays coming out of my head in this picture is that renting a ginormous-class SUV and driving your mother, father, boyfriend, brother and brother’s girlfriend through fields of two ton buffalo takes a toll on you when you can’t remember whether you got insurance on the vehicle.  And when you suspect your uninsured Escalade may be provoking the buffalo because everyone in the car is yelling and eating Combos, which everyone knows smell delicious to every living creature on Earth (except possibly United Airlines executives).

The other reason I am clenching my teeth in that picture is I had only just quit my job as a commercial litigator at a large law firm in Manhattan so that I could try something new, including live with this guy in Alabama:

(Note: the best way to avoid a moose is to hang out near a water source in subtle clothing).

Scott is a hilarious nuclear physicist (swoon) whose favorite things include airplanes, math, tropical fish, donuts, omelets and my dog, Thunder:

I know, right?  Adorable.  However, Thunder sleeps peacefully like this about 10% of the time, and every other waking second of the day and night she scoots around the house on her two back legs at 50 miles an hour with something in her mouth.  Usually it’s one of Scott’s dress shoes, the bath mat, a huge piece of tree or something poisonous to dogs–like, most recently, onions and probably hallucinogenic mushrooms (separate incidents, both super annoying).

The vast majority of her life is therefore difficult to document, because she shows up as an eerie white streak with crazy eyeballs.  For example, here she is the day we moved into the new place in Alabama.  She had just discovered a roll of toilet paper at the end of our hallway, and was able to T.P. the house in under five minutes.  It did not help that Scott took this opportunity to teach her “Kill it! Kill it!”

Thunder and I moved to Alabama in August, 2011.  Scott and I are renting this great house that has a big kitchen, which allows me to cook and bake a lot, so this blog will include recipes.  It also has a front porch swing for reading and figuring out what to do next.  It has a back yard, which is responsible for this blog:  I stepped on a rusted nail out there, had to get a tetanus shot, and was put mildly out of commission by a separate but possibly related incident in which I fell over.  All this gave me lots of time and something random enough to try writing my first blog post about.  And there you have it.  Thanks for reading.

15 Comments Post a comment
  1. Nikki #

    My comment is that there is way too much awesome in that house, and it will need to be visited soon by the kamakazi baby and I!! Also that squash looks amazing!

    September 23, 2011
    • Nikki, please come immediately. Also, I have an incredible recipe for carrot cake that calls for a jar of carrot cake baby food. Seriously. Win-win. We can have that baby of yours blog about it while we eat.

      September 23, 2011
  2. Kate #

    I thought I had seen all the best photos of Thunder sleeping, and then there is this one. Sigh. Love it all.

    September 23, 2011
    • Kate, that was in the car somewhere in Tennessee. It was amazing. And then she woke up and, you know, peed.

      September 23, 2011
  3. Love that we have quitting our NYC jobs for food blogs in common :). Looking forward to reading your posts! Good luck!

    September 28, 2011
    • Agreed on all counts! It’s pretty damn fun.

      September 28, 2011
  4. I don’t know you, but I LOVE you. Thank you for making my days more enjoyable through reading your blog!!!! P.S., my boyfriend and I are making your almond joy ice cream on Christmas Eve….sans rum :( And we have grand plans to enjoy it in the buff by the fire. Thank you for the inspriation!!!!

    December 14, 2011
    • Jessica, oh my goodness- I support this wonderful evening from afar. Thank you for this– It reminds me I need to step up my game and not just eat almond joy ice cream while hunched over the kitchen sink.
      Loving you right back,
      Katherine

      December 14, 2011
  5. Bonnie #

    Hi Katherine,

    Through the wonders of the Web, I have come to find your blog and am so, so grateful! I’ve just laughed so hard over the New Years Eve “incidents” post and unfortunately, can relate (still in therapy…don’t ask).

    You have a terrific style of writing, very personable and humorous and I just wanted to say “thank you” for giving me that much needed chuckle! Not to mention, your recipes are amazing and Thunder, beyond adorable.

    Many happy wishes for the New Year and keep the good stuff coming!

    December 30, 2011
    • Bonnie! I was really touched by your note just now. Thank you for taking the time to write it. I am having a lot of fun with this blog, and I’m so glad I’m not the only one enjoying it. Best wishes for a bright new year to you, too!

      December 30, 2011
  6. Wow. I mean, in all sincerity, wow.

    Thanks for liking my post about Greek penne pasta, because of course I had to find out who (or what) Eggton is, and in so doing I’ve just stumbled upon one of the best blogs ever.

    Love your writing style, love that we’re in the same fish-out-of-water boat, amazed that you’re from C-ville (I live in Richmond), and am gonna take a good look at your recipes, since I always seem to run out of new things to cook even though I own 5.6 billion cookbooks.

    So glad you stopped by, Katherine! Hope you’ll be back again.

    Cheers,
    Marci

    January 27, 2012
    • Marci, I really like your blog, too. And your note here means so much to me. I’m glad we encountered one another! I am going to read more of your work, but so far I love what you said about life being like making an omelete. That post was so insightful.

      Many thanks to you!

      January 27, 2012
  7. So, I found you on Twitter. Because Twitter is my new crack. And there you (well, your blog) were.

    I’m selfishly using Twitter to pimp out my own stuff, but instead, Twitter pimped you in my direction.

    Love, love, love, love, love this blog.

    Any foodie that can make food funny (cause let’s face it, it totally is because it’s so maddening) is a foodie that’s worth following!

    January 28, 2012
    • Your stuff looks mighty tasty, I must say. I’m so glad we encountered one another on my first day of tweeting!

      January 29, 2012
  8. Anne Woodman sent me over – I’m glad she did! Looks like we’re in for an hilarious time as you settle into life in Alabama (?) :)

    July 3, 2012

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