I know I’m not alone when I say, “I love bacon”. I heart it. I really, really heart it.
“Breakfast for dinner” is also a near, dear-to-my heart personal motto of mine. Why have dinner when you can have breakfast? Why have lunch when you can have breakfast for lunch? It even turns out, that it just so ended up, that I even married a Bacon (the best, very sweetest kind). The Universe got it.
I think you get the idea.
What I have never hearted though are the third-degree burns I always get when making bacon in a pan. Sweet Mother Mercy, dodging bacon grease is not something I need on my list of “To Do” in the kitchen. Not-to-mention (okay, I just did), the constant flipping and tending to — then, the messy clean-up. Continue reading
I have never been much of a dessert fan. I am by default a salt kind of girl, and would much rather prefer most anything salt to anything sweet any day. But I do have a soft spot in my stomach for blueberries — specifically, frozen blueberries of the wild kind.
How much of a soft spot? Well, for starters, I eat them every morning with my cereal after defrosting them under warm running water in my kitchen sink. Every morning. Every time my brother sees me, he yells, “Blueberries!” (basically, a verbatim imitation of yours truly from when we used to live together).
No joke, these bitty berries make me that happy. Continue reading
Just a small taste of what’s to come
Hello world and welcome! My name is Christina Lazarakis and this tiny corner of the interweb is Small Kitchen Chronicles.
I must confess, I am not a fan of my kitchen. Two words: too small. Twenty five and a half tiny-square-feet-small, and unfortunately, no, that number is not an exaggeration.
I moved into said kitchen in December of 2011, when I moved in with my then-fiance, now wonderful-husband, Christopher. It suffices to say, it was not a love-at-first sight thing, this introduction to my new kitchen. Continue reading