Painting can be the easiest and often least expensive way to freshen up the look of a room. But nailing down that perfect color is tricky, especially when you’re dealing with whites. With way too many options, it’s hard to know which ones will turn cold and gray and which ones are too drab and lifeless.
Growing up, we never had store-bought bread. My mom always made bread and was a bit famous for it. Of course, I didn’t really appreciate the time and effort it took her to make bread every.single.Saturday. But church friends, family friends, and neighbors gushed over the bread and sometimes conveniently stopped by on Saturdays around 3, right as it was coming out of the oven.
When the dismal economy prevented Peyton Smith from opening his dream restaurant, he just drove away and returned with a 1,200 pound pizza oven on wheels.
Susan Ramsay, our former intern and author of the blog Sugar and Spice, has become quite the Triangle foodie. Check out her post below for a look at two not-to-be-missed Raleigh restaurants.
This week marks a time-honored tradition: The arrival of Girl Scout Cookies. I have been a Girl Scout for nearly 20 years. My first year selling Girl Scout cookies, I sold more than 900 boxes, and that number increased every year until the end of my scouting tenure. As an adult, I’ve helped dozens of girls sell cookies, earn badges, complete certificates, and reach bronze, silver, and gold-award recognitions. All of the bling that the Girl Scouts bring cannot hold a candle to the goodness that are Girl Scout cookies.
When I was around 4 years old, my favorite book was “I Can Do It Myself,” which was about a very independent little girl, much like myself. This independence has been a theme throughout my life and even in my cooking as I have discovered that I don’t have to purchase processed foods — I can make them myself. This is the first in a series of posts showing that you too can take the foods you usually purchase from those middle aisles in the grocery store and make them yourself at home.
While attending one of Raleigh’s First Fridays, I was lucky enough to be introduced to Janelle Howington’s magical series of birds.
They say the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach and I wholeheartedly believe this. I am a woman, though, and you can definitely win my heart through my stomach, too.