A little about me —
I’m Peri. I live in France now, which means I spend an unreasonable amount of time eating baguettes and brie and pretending the rain is simply part of the charm. I’ve made peace with the weather and developed a perfectly sensible fondness for a good glass of wine.
I write about the things I love: cooking experiments that occasionally go sideways, stories that make me laugh long after they’re over, some that can still bring a tear to my eye and the rare but memorable moments when life brushes up against the paranormal. It’s all part of the adventure I seem to have wandered into.
I’ve been cooking and experimenting for as long as I can remember. Some experiments turn out brilliantly — like the lavender‑vanilla infused vodka that somehow became a house legend. Others fade into merciful obscurity — sea foam candy, ugh. But the kitchen is where I return to myself, again and again. It’s where the day settles, where ideas spark, where I feel most at home. All my recipes live over at Peri's Place for Recipes.
This blog began simply because it felt like the thing to do. That was more than 12 years ago, in a world that feels far away now. And maybe, just maybe, I can catch that thread of writing life down and hold it a little tighter this time. Life is full of stories worth telling, and I think I’ve gathered a few along the way.
We haven’t been in France long enough to call it home yet, though the light here tries its best to convince me. I don’t know what the future holds. Wolf — my husband, newly retired from the coffee company named after a whale — and I are leaning into this season with good food, good friends, and the occasional adventure. I have a feeling it’s going to be something wonderful. Wolf keeps his own corner of the internet over at wolfmoritz.com.