My name is Kaleena and I’m here to say, “Thank you for visiting Seasonally Inspired Kitchen… today!” (Word.)
So, I’m not a rapper. At least, not a very skilled one. Although some of my friends would argue that I am a lean, mean rapping machine (like a more vulgar Nicki Minaj- as if that were even possible!!), I’ve decided to take my talents elsewhere. To blogging, specifically. Which is why you’re here! Welcome everyone!
So this is the part where I’m supposed to talk about myself and make you believe that I’m this super cool person who has it all together, and am totally excelling at this blogging thing. To sum up, I’m a huge dork with a passion for food, cookbooks, my husband Nate, and my kids, Max (6 months) and Ellie (3). I also have a weakness for donuts, Ben and Jerry’s ice cream, and that caramel cheddar popcorn by Boom-Chicka-Pop in the blue bag? That’s pretty good, too. I could deny that I eat an entire bag of that stuff for dinner at least once a week, but I think we all know the reality of the situation. (Twice a week, at least.) Which goes to show that I’m just a normal person who is still learning how to navigate through this thing called life and who sometimes eats a highly caloric dinner consisting entirely of popcorn. I’m only human, guys.
This blog is a collection of stories ranging from my adventures in the kitchen to snippets of my everyday life at home. Sometimes there will be recipes, sometimes there won’t. Sometimes I’ll just go on a rant about how Goofy and Pluto are BOTH DOGS, yet one is a talking dog that walks on two legs, and one is an actual dog that walks on four. That doesn’t make sense! Whatever. The point is, this blog, like me, is very random and kind of all over the place, but I hope you have fun while you’re here!
I apologize for all of the rambling. Let’s start over. Hi, my name is Kaleena. I’m so happy that you’re here! Let’s be friends! Oh- sorry, was that… too soon? Ok, fine. Continue reading my blog and feel free to comment away. Or just stalk me from afar and don’t say anything. That’s cool, too. I guess. Weirdo. Haha, just kidding- I totally stalk people all the time! Mostly on Instagram- I like to look at pictures of people’s grocery carts (#groceryhaul, ya’ll!). This about page has gotten away from me again. Rats! I’m so not going to be good at this blogging thing.
OK, BUT SERIOUSLY, WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT FOOD?
My adventures in the kitchen didn’t begin until recently, when I gave birth to my daughter a little over 3 years ago. I’m an over-worrier, and during my pregnancy I read up on all of the foods that were safe vs. foods that were not, the dirty dozen list, GMOs, the harmful ingredients and chemicals that are added to processed food during production and their side effects, etc. etc. New York Magazine just published an article about this, where they discuss how virtually every food that we touch is somehow morally or environmentally problematic, and/or tainted with a host of dangerous chemicals. You should definitely give it a read. But don’t, because it’s terrifying. But you should, because it’s informative. But you probably shouldn’t, because you’ll never want to eat food again.
Anyway, when my daughter was born and I started breastfeeding, I realized the great responsibility I carried when it came to what I chose to eat and considered as nourishment. My pre-Ellie days saw many trips to McDonalds and a bevy of other fast food restaurants, tv dinners, and a lot of processed foods. Basically, the quicker I could get a meal into my mouth, the better. There’s a whole list of foods you’re told to avoid when you’re expecting a child: sushi and caffeine, deli meats, soft cheeses. Little did I know that the list doesn’t stop there! From that point on, I decided to make a change. Not just because I was now responsible for another human life who wasn’t capable of making her own decisions, but if I was given a list of foods to avoid when I was pregnant because they were considered harmful to my baby, why would I want to feed them to myself?
In my third trimester, I was working as the lead baker at a fast-paced cupcake shop/wedding cake studio. I was the first one in in the morning and the hours were long. The last thing I wanted to do when I got home was spend even more time in the kitchen, but I forced myself. Then my husband and I started a weekly meal prep. That was a life changer! Every Sunday, he and I would work in the kitchen for hours, making enough meals to provide each of us a lunch and a dinner for our five-day work week. If you haven’t given meal prep/planning a try, you really ought to! With just a few small dietary changes, almost immediately I started to feel like I had more energy throughout the day. My skin- which is oily and prone to breakouts- started to clear up, I even started to think more clearly. This sounds like an advertisement for an infomercial, but I swear it’s true! I mean, don’t get me wrong. I still have my moments of weakness. But I refuse to allow myself to feel guilty because I had a craving for a donut, so I ate one. Donuts- donuts are good. There’s no way I would ever deny myself a friggin’ donut. (Everything in moderation, right?)
So although my time as a chef/food blogger/recipe creator and tester is just beginning, I suppose I simply hope to inspire others who are looking to make a change in the way they approach food, whether it’s for yourself, for your children, your future children, or whatever the reason may be. I may be an amateur, but that just means that this is a community where we can learn and grow (and sometimes sneak in donuts) together.
So thank you for visiting, and welcome to my kitchen! Now let’s go have some fun, shall we?