My name is Jennifer and I have been married to a chef for 25 years.
I blog about my life as a chef wife and how we combine restaurant and family life each day.
If you are new to my site, start here.
Recent Posts:
Green Eggs and Ham
PLEASE DO NOT PUT GREEN FOOD COLORING IN YOUR EGGS!
OK . . . so yelling is probably not the best way to start off a post. I understand that many of you now think I’m crazy and wonder why I would ever say that. I’ve been told I should write about things I’m passionate about, and this is one of them!
So before you click away to somewhere else on my site, let me explain. Today is Read Across America Day – the day schools celebrate Dr. Seuss’ Birthday. Now if you don’t have young children, or your kids are older and it’s been a while since you’ve had the privilege of celebrating this “Holiday,” feel free to browse to another category on my blog and I apologize for yelling at you.
However, if you know immediately what I’m talking about, please keep reading. read more…
Why is My Phone Ringing During the Dinner Rush?
It’s 6:56 pm on Saturday night and my phone rings.
I usually love when my phone rings and it’s my husband calling. My cell phone shows my favorite picture of him and it brings a smile to my face. Usually this smile continues as I answer and talk to him. But not tonight.
Why is my phone ringing in the middle of the dinner rush? I know there are a crazy amount of reservations tonight at the restaurant!
Turns out the power is out at the restaurant and he is calling to ask me to look into it online and send him a text with the details.
Of course it’s at this moment that all 3 children go completely crazy and my calm and quiet home turns into a home full of kids screaming and crying. Lovely. (I seriously think there is something magical about both the phone and the car that make my kids go crazy . . . more about that another time though.) read more…
Super Bowl Sunday (yes, I have the game on)
So what does Super Bowl Sunday look like at our house? Not much.

I realize by saying that, some of my friends might disown me. Living in the Seattle area has been a bit crazy the past few weeks because the Seahawks are doing so well. My daughters’ school gathered as a group to take a picture showing their support on Blue Friday. Seahawks flags are everywhere. Half the population of Seattle (or more) is wearing a jersey, and every store is out of Skittles. It’s CRAZY!!
Then there’s us. read more…
There Are Still Some Things That Surprise Me!
There are still some things that surprise me after being married to a chef for so long.
For example, last night I was surprised to hear my husband say, “I’m expecting one of those on Monday.” That’s not really an odd statement, except that it was said as we were watching an Anthony Bourdain show where they were butchering a very large hog.
So what he’s expecting on Monday is a hog. I have no idea what went on in the episode for the next few minutes as we discussed this. It’s just not something you hear every day (at least I don’t.) read more…
Getting Over the Princess Complex
Up here in the land of perpetual rain, the grass grows really fast. So fast in fact, that if I had a free minute, I could probably stand out in the yard and actually see it get longer.
When we lived in Southern California, we had a gardener who took care of our yard. Growing up my Dad had such bad allergies that caused trouble after doing yard work so it was just not an option for him to mow the lawn. When we got married, we rented apartments and small homes and had a gardener then too. It was an affordable option in that area and was very nice to have.
Fast forward to a move up to the Pacific Northwest where the prices for a gardener are double or triple, take my salary out of our budget and add a few kids . . . a gardener was no longer possible.
So now what? We’ll just take care of it ourselves. My husband can go out and mow the lawn in all his free time!
Tom was happy to do it, but with very long hours and a wife and small kids at home, it wasn’t always easy to fit it into the schedule and grass grows really fast up here! (Did I already mention that?) read more…











