Loving Cleveland, OH (Sometimes I Leave Peru)

Once a year now, rain, shine, or (most typically) snow, I make two supremely important trips: The first is flying home to Kentucky for the holidays. The second is taking the bus a few hours straight up from Kentucky to Cleveland, Ohio. Lizzie, my college roommate and verifiable soulmate — besides, you know, my actual husband —…

Baking USA in Peru (Or Trying To…)

So… I can’t cook. I mean, I absolutely love trying to cook, and evidence of improvement sometimes peeks through, but it is definitely not a natural talent. I’ve exploded potatoes, blackened salmon in a very literal sense, and done both unforgivable and unbelievable things to pork. About six years of sincere effort later, my best dish is…