Welcome to NeighborFood! I’m so glad you’re here. I’m Courtney, and these are my people.
I live with this crew in Columbus, Ohio, where we love exploring the metro parks, checking out new restaurants, and eating way too much ice cream. On most days, you’ll likely find me in the kitchen listening to podcasts and covered in spaghetti sauce splatters, because I forgot to wear an apron…again.
I believe food tastes better when it’s shared. This blog is my table, and you’re all invited to grab a seat and make yourself at home.
Here you’ll find real food made by a real person. I believe in using pure, glorious butter and the best local fruits and veggies I can find. I believe in lingering over dessert and getting geeked over a perfectly roasted head of broccoli. I believe in being adventurous in the kitchen, and occasionally paying the price with a big, fat fail. I’m learning as I go, and inviting you along for the ride.
So c’mon. Let’s cozy up around a plate of slow cooked pot roast. We’ll bump elbows, clink glasses, give thanks, laugh it up. The cake may be crooked, but I promise it’ll be delicious.
I absolutely love hearing from my readers. Feel free to shoot me an email at neighborfoodblog(at)gmail(dot)com if you have questions or ideas, or if you just want to chat about that novel you couldn’t put down. I’m here, and I understand. You can also connect with me on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, or Pinterest.
P.S. I have ALL THE THOUGHTS on loving Jesus, doing justice, and finding community at our kitchen tables–far too many to include in this post. But if you’d like to find out more, you can read this post or spend some time looking through the Leftovers tab of the blog.
Still want to learn more?
Here are some logistics:
I shoot with a Nikon D750 and use Lightroom for all my editing.
I enjoy Chai Tea Lattes.
I have an unhealthy relationship with Cafe Katalina’s Pork and Fried Egg Sandwich.
I love to sing, but can’t whistle to save my life.
I like to be serenaded by Frank Sinatra while I’m baking.
I’m a terrible dancer (but I do it anyway).
I’m a Buckeye, through and through. Excuse me for a second….O-H!…
I like you. Thanks for stopping by and welcome to Neighborfood!