First things first: I've missed this space. Have I returned to stay? I'm not sure, but I had to tell you about my ...

It's August. That sticky month where summer exhales in a warm breath on your neck, smelling of freshly mowed grass and rich dark comp...

  The lights of The Strip from the window of my limo, a mesmerizing fountain that moved to the music of ‪Andrea Bocelli‬, sipping bubbly ‪...

Last Sunday was a good day for eating and of course I had my iPhone handy for capturing the plates and tablescapes. They were too pretty not...

Check in. Conference organizers Mardi, Ethan and Melissa did their homework with the location of the very first Canadian food blogg...

Most memories start as a impersonal note on the calendar: Baby Due Date . Easter. 10th Anniversary . Photography Workshop . School Out. ...

Not everyone understood my last  rant post . My own mum gave me flack about it, "I thought Under the High Chair was a food blog...

 Psst! I’ve got pregnancy news.   You’re about to get the scoop, straight from the horse’s mouth. Ready? I MAY OR MAY NOT BE HAVING...

Posts aren't exactly tumbling out themselves from the cracks and crevices of my laptop and self-publishing, so until that happens (wait,...