Spending time in the kitchen is a childhood memory that stems as far back as I can remember. The dots connecting those days to recipe development and food photography though, are winding and loopy. Just months after my clothing line in New York City, which was a childhood dream, came to a screeching halt I found myself at home as a new mom with a newborn. Desperately seeking a creative outlet, I began with the familiar and comforting act of cooking. A new passion of recipe development was ignited, and my blog became a place to break bread and to share these recipes with everyone. My family of four and one very convincing dog who loves to beg now enjoy our meals, and scraps, in Charleston.