Greetings and salutations…


My name is Robin, and I’m a 40 year old Canadian woman who was born on the West Coast, raised in the Okanagan, and currently calling Alberta home. I am partner to the world’s most patient and understanding (most of the time) man, and mommy to two beautiful, talented daughters —a 15 year old aspiring artist (responsible for some of the artwork you’ll find around here), and a 6 year old who already “knows” more than the rest of us and has no problem rubbing it our faces. Additionally, I have one cat, one fish, and a five month old puppy that is quite possibly the earthly vessel for Beelzebub.

Though I may otherwise pretend I know what I’m doing from time to time, I am not a natural in things-domestic, far from it. I am, however, a firm believer in the “fake it till ya make it” philosophy. Occasionally (often) my overambitious imagination sets reality up for failure, but sometimes (nearly as often) my projects actually turn out just as beautiful as I’d envisioned them, and so I refuse to get too hung up on the weird little tricks and cheats I had to exercise in order to attain said beauty.

I have the attention span of a fruit fly, a wickedly-bad memory (if I don’t make note of it, I will forget it), a list of future projects longer than a giraffe’s neck, two hastily-scribbled recipe books, delusions of being a novelist, and I’m well known for periodic bouts of obsessive behavior… at least until the next pretty, shiny thing comes along to steal away my attention. I’m a movie nut, a voracious reader, a supernatural-enthusiast, a zombie-addict and a novice do-it-yourselfer. I am highly experimental, both in the kitchen and out of it, and I rather pride myself on my inability to completely follow a recipe, like ever, but rather turn a glimpse at one or two recipes (and a little ingenuity) into something all my own. Sometimes this leads me to abject failure, but more often than not, it all turns out rather nicely.