Y'ALL. I don't even know how to begin about these.  They make me so irrationally happy.  Photographing them was a journey of cu...

Last night, in a Bachelor-fueled state of over-confidence, Sparkle & Stir was born.  I awoke this morning to significant doubts, mu...

Watch out, vegetarians.  Today is not for you. But meat-lovers out there, belly up to the bar.  The recipe/photos of red meat bar, that...

It has been a whirlwind week over here.  Hooding, graduation, and we moved to Nashville!  I'm typing from our new living room, looking a...

What someone likes in their granola bars probably says a lot about them. I like mine dried fruit free.  And preferably with lots of c...

Nothing says Southern cocktail hour quite like homemade cheese crackers. Ok, I guess a mint julep throws its Southern-ness out there pr...

You know those tastes from your childhood?  Not the perfect {velveeta} macaroni and cheese or homemade ice cream pie that your mother labore...

I might have mentioned that I'm in my last semester of graduate school for counseling.  Graduation is near, thank goodness, but also nea...

I love how organized I am.  Like how in my recipes folder I have saved three different banana bread recipes as "Go to banana br...

Tacos can heal the world! At least my world. I'd like to teach the world to sing in perfect harmony!  I'd like to buy the wo...