Hi, I'm Rachel.

A few years ago I could barely boil water.

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Determined to be a kick ass wife, I developed a love for football and learned to cook in my tiny Jersey City kitchen. I spend my days working in Manhattan, my nights and weekends chasing after a rambunctious toddler, and the hours in between cooking with my husband and feeding my TV habit...oh, and I blog about it all! 

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Monday
Mar232009

Cursing the Cold


Curse you cold weather! I mean really it's quickly approaching the end of March. I thought the days of my ankle-length North Face and woolen hat had passed by. After all, yesterday I was wearing short sleeves and my spring coat! Way to take 10 steps backwards into the freezing depths of winter.

Am I alone in feeling like the Michelin man traipsing onto the train each morning? As previously stated, wearing heels are not an option. I thought my Uggs were done for the season. But here I am, trudging through the PATH station with an extra 10 pounds of gear. And don't even get me started on the days when I bring my coffee to work and am forced to balance my kindle, coffee, hat, AND Vera Bradley tote filled with heels. Pretty sure nothing says unglam like this!

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