Miss Julia strolled into the kitchen while I was making pancakes this morning. She wanted to help and pushed her little pink stool over to the counter. While I was getting some coffee out of the cabinet she started stirring the batter with a fork. The next thing I know her tiny finger is in the batter. A second later she starts eating it with a fork. I didn’t fill Becky in on how Miss Julia “helped” until after we ate breakfast.
Mike lives in North Florida with his wife, two children, two dogs and a cat missing a piece of her ear named Sadie Mae. He is a 30-something guy trying to balance family, work, gardening, travel and his love of food. When the kids are asleep and the house is quiet he writes two blogs, Black Coffee & Bourbon chronicles the daily circus that is his life, and Sweet Tea & Bourbon which documents his foodie adventures.