We gazed at the Grand Tetons towering off in the distance as we drove down the deserted two-lane road to Leeks Marina and Pizzeria, which sat on the shores of Jackson Lake in Moran, Wyoming. It was the end of May, so snow still crunched under our feet in the parking lot, and we had to run into the warm pizza joint before the cold crept beneath our coats. Continue Reading
I had my eyes closed and was praying for Dominic before he went to work when it happened. BAM! He slammed into the F-150 in front of our Subaru Forester. I screamed at the top of my lungs, which made Rocco wake up screaming. And after realizing we were all ok, my first thought was, “Can I still go teach my Thai cooking class??” Continue Reading
Sometimes I get a little too adventurous with thai cooking…especially when I’m making a weeknight meal and have a 5-month-old son to hang out with at the same time. Continue Reading
“I’m going to make you and Dom a Thai dinner using recipes from your blog while you are in North Carolina for the holidays!” my friend Rochelle told me on the phone.
I was never a fan of tasteless American instant noodles—the ridiculously cheap ones called Maruchan Ramen that give legit Japanese ramen a bad name. In college I always resorted to Easy Mac for a quick meal over Ramen.
Dom and I on one of our first dates in Thailand. He asked me if I had eaten yet. I said no. He fixed that.
Dom called me during his lunch break the other day. After saying hi we both started to say the same time in Thai, “Have you eaten yet? What did you eat?” Continue Reading
Sorry about the lack of recent posts. I’ve been spending precious time with these two Thai men below, the little one has kept me especially busy. Continue Reading
Thai-Foodie’s newest sous chef arrived on Monday, September 24, at 10:04p.m., weighing in at 6.4 pounds and 20.5 inches—Rocco Felipe Pengjad. Continue Reading
It hit me about a week ago that I’m pregnant. Last week I was 35 out of hopefully 40 weeks of pregnancy—took me awhile to catch on.
Last Monday I pulled my hip running my usual run. It now hurts to walk, so I officially waddle like a hardcore pregnant woman. And I have a chest cold, so whenever I laugh it sounds like I’m a smoker with rattley lungs. Continue Reading
A couple from our church had a precious baby boy about a month ago, so we signed up on the Care Calendar to bring them a much-needed meal. Continue Reading