
circa 1886
When I was in my mid-20s, I became a Food Network junkie. We had just moved into the first home we owned, a 1,100 sq ft townhouse, and I had my own kitchen after living in my in-law’s basement for a couple of years while Jeff finished his undergrad degree. I had a lot of pent-up creative energy and I was very excited about painting, decorating, cooking, and baking. I had also left my corporate job and committed my days to being a stay-at-home wife and supporting Jeff in his first full-time ministry job as a Youth Pastor. It was a rare season of life when I didn’t have to work and wasn’t yet occupied with caring for babies. So, I relished in all things domestic! Of course, I painted the walls, refinished furniture, installed trim, and wood floors, and worked on our small house, but I watched the Food









