Notes From The Kitchen
Notes from the Kitchen is where I share reflections and real-life moments from solo living in Paris. It’s part journal, part love letter to food, to solitude, and to creating a life that feels like home.
An Ode to Your Best Kitchen Companion: Your Inner Dialogue
I can’t possibly be the only person who talks to myself while cooking. Right?
When I’m alone in the kitchen, chopping, stirring, seasoning, and tasting, I’m in the best company. My little one-sided conversations aren’t just a quirky habit; they’re steeped in reflection, humor, and more often than not, self-compassion.
Spring Flings with Myself
Spring is in the air, birds are chirping everywhere, the produce is ripe and bursting with flavor, and the sun doesn’t set until 9:30 in Paris! So, obviously, it’s the perfect season to be outside taking yourself out on dates.
6 Surprising Things Living Alone in Paris has Taught Me About Myself
In 2016, I did everything in my power to avoid the deafening silence of my apartment. I was begrudgingly single, navigating heartbreak horribly, and not being very kind to myself. (More details about that in my book.)
Suffice it to say, I hated the stage of life I was in and tried doing everything in my power to change my circumstances at the time. Meaning replace my old roommate (ex-husband) with anyone who would distract me from the pain.
Paris remained beautiful, as she always does, even when you’re in the trenches of life. A part of me knew how lucky I was to be starting over in such a place. But I didn’t want to start over. I wanted the picture-perfect life I had imagined. Life, of course, had other plans.