For years, my husband made mocked my plump figure. I often used food to cope with our troubled marriage. One day, his jokes went too far—he compared me to a slim, beautiful woman in front of everyone. That was the moment I decided to take control. Soon, I shocked my husband and made him speechless. For the past few years, I struggled with my weight. No matter what I did, those extra pounds clung to me like a second skin. I had always dreamed of becoming a skilled pastry chef. The kitchen was my sanctuary, my escape from reality. I spent countless hours there, perfecting my desserts, and creating art from flour and sugar.But, of course, tasting everything was part of the job, right? The more I baked, the more I ate, and soon, the weight piled on faster than I could have imagined. Each time I looked in the mirror, I felt like a stranger was staring back at me. And my husband, Bryce…
Berry Spinach Salad with Pecans, Feta, and Balsamic Glaze
My grandmother used to prepare this remedy for me whenever I wasn’t feeling well. Even now, I proactively make this blend and store it for later use.
Baked Philly Cheesesteak Sliders
The butcher-meat departament
Cheesecake Snickerdoodles
I call this one ‘Dinner in Paris’ because every bite feels like a first-class ticket to France!