Salt, Ink, & Soul
Writing on food, family, and identity
“I write so that our food, our struggles, and our stories are never forgotten, but carried forward as legacy.”
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Felix the Fox Collection
Gentle adventures from the Whispering Woods — stories of courage, friendship, and resilience for children, and for the adults who read beside them.
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When a Book Makes Room for You
Some books welcome us by being easy. Others welcome us only after we do the work. Reading Foundation, as a child, gave me a headache, a dictionary, and eventually, a strange feeling of belonging.
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What’s the first book you ever finished and still remember to this day?
The first grown-up book I remember finishing was Pawn of Prophecy. More than two hundred pages. No pictures. Just words opening a door into fantasy, imagination, and the joy of reading.
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Peach Cobbler Dump Cake
This Peach Cobbler Dump Cake is warm, sweet, simple, and familiar. Made with canned peaches, yellow cake mix, butter, cinnamon, brown sugar, vanilla, and optional pecans, it is the kind of easy dessert that feels like a soft landing after a long week.
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Creamy Apple Slaw
This Creamy Apple Slaw is cool, crisp, lightly sweet, and bright enough to balance smoky, rich meals. Made with cabbage, carrot, apple, red onion, and a simple tangy dressing, it is the kind of side dish that brings freshness and crunch to the plate.
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What’s a movie you expected to hate but ended up loving?
I expected to hate Sharknado. Instead, I found myself smiling at the absurd promise of sharks in a tornado — and respecting a movie that knew exactly what it was trying to be.
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BBQ Chicken Focaccia Sandwich
This BBQ Chicken Focaccia Sandwich is rich, smoky, a little sweet, and sharp enough to stay balanced. Made with BBQ chicken, smoked Gouda, red onion, pickles, and a simple BBQ mayo, it turns a humble sandwich into a meal that feels intentional.
