Note: The blog title? Yeah, we live in the south. The reason we can’t snack? Because home-cooked southern food is just sooooo good. Think Paula Deen but in your kitchen, all day err’y day.

So, I bet right now you’re wondering, why the heck do two teenage high school-going nerds have a blog about food? Well, let me tell you why.

One, because Sara is home-schooled and she just really needs another hobby.

And, two: it’s simple, really. We both like delicious things. In fact, it’s probably the reason we’re best friends – we’re both such fatties. If we weren’t fatties, we wouldn’t hang out and cook all of the time. Ergo, we would not be best friends, which would just be a tragedy of magnanimous proportions.

Seriously. We are so close we scare people.

We’re the girls who you wouldn’t expect to be friends; we have so many inside jokes it’s just ridiculous. And absurd. And absurdly ridiculous.  I burst out laughing in the middle of dead silence, and she still puts up with me. She reads so much it’s insane, and I poke fun at her until she physically pokes me in the ribs.

Aside from that, I, Colleen, love to write. Love love love it. I really cannot stop writing sometimes. So, food and writing together? That’s perfect for us as a team.

A little bit of background on us:

Sara is sixteen years old. She lives close enough to Colleen – her best friend – that she can drop by to receive or share a delicious snack at least once a week. She has taken kung fu since she was six years old, and is a black belt. Colleen likes to pretend that Sara cannot beat the crap out of her. Her favorite books are The Perks of Being a Wallflower and Peter Pan. Audrey Hepburn is one of her many idols. Baking is her forte.

Colleen is seventeen. She lives close enough to Sara that she can hang out with both her own family, and her second family that lives at Sara’s house as often as she wants. She met Sara while taking kung fu. She has a love/hate relationship with eating, but she loves to cook. Her favorite show is currently The Amazing World of Gumball. She likes to pretend that she is still five years old, despite her overwhelming homework load.