Kitchen utensils are fab. They save our hands from many uncivilized tasks, and for that we should thank them. Can you imagine attempting to measure cupfuls of milk in your palms? Whisking egg whites with your digits? Stirring stew with Tom Thumb? The horror. And yet we show little gratitude to our cooking paraphernalia. We let them linger in drawers, make them jostle so that they tangle into a stainless steel web of prongs, tongs, and ...

One of my beloveds came to me recently with a life dilemma that I felt was worth sharing. I shan't disclose the specifics because friendship. The only information that will matter to you is that my bitty was choosing between two educational paths. The schooling would be the same on either one, but at the end there would be unique credentials earned. Shmooberry Pie, Q.Q. vs. Shmooberry Pie W.K. If you will. And so we ...

Happy Friday, monkeybars! Today, a study in serene interiors c/o Jenny Wolf Interiors. I, for one, am massively impressed with how madame designer Wolf is able to use rich patterns, to tie in objects of all different ethnicities (yeah, objects can have those too, guys, don't discriminate), to provide equal parts masculine and feminine aesthetic, and to still have it all come off swinging soothing. Humble offering from le portfolio J.W. Interiors: Still life of tub and ...

We all know by now that vertically stacking things like cutting boards, baking pans and sheets, and serving platters and trays is preferable. And we are no doubt equally familiar with the pathetic two-ish slots found in most first world kitchens; this most slenderest, most puniest, most lowest downest and darkest cupboard wherein resides your cooling racks and co. It's a disgrace I tell you! If you have the opportunity, why not try giving your ...