Women of OpenStack Working Breakfast Led by Jessica Murillo

picturesThis meeting seemed to be the official Women of OpenStack (WoO) birds of a feather (BoF) meetup thing complete with group picture and a full Texas breakfast menu: scrambled eggs, brisquit, salsa, tortillas, fruit salad, muffins, coffee, tea, and orange juice. Everything was crazy delicious except the muffins.

Damnit, muffins.

And, because we are a culture obsessed with bite sized lists, without further ado, I present the highlights:

Continue reading “Women of OpenStack Working Breakfast Led by Jessica Murillo”

Valentine’s Day 2014

sconesI baked fifty two scones for Courtney’s Kitchen for a special Valentine’s High Tea.

My first professional baking gig.

And I’m going to share the recipe with you. Cause it’s not like I made it up. Cause it’s too good to share. Cause when you finally figure out how to get shortening in Groningen, Netherlands, it’s cause for celebration which may or may not lead to baking over fifty scones for a special event.

Continue reading “Valentine’s Day 2014”

The First Women of STEM

Emilie_Chatelet_portrait_by_LatourWe are so totally deep diving brainstorming over here for the #FierceWoman podcast and part of what we’d like to investigate is origin stories.

How did you get started in your field? Who inspired you?

How did you get HERE?

For me, when I read about (OR MEET!) incredible people, I am inspired by their stories and pick and choose parts of their philosophies or methodologies or something that resonates with what I am doing and where I am going at the time.

Reading about the first women in STEM inspired me exactly that way – I want to LEARN ALL THE THINGS now.

Continue reading “The First Women of STEM”

Damn Right, It’s Better Than Yours

blacktapAfter spending entirely too much time staring at Black Tap’s Instagram account and googling a bit, I found the miracle of buzzfeed.

And boy, oh, boy.

But, more importantly, if you’re patient enough to wait for all the mouth watering graphics to load, Spoon University offers five ways to pimp your milkshake.

And since I only got one brave volunteer, we went with Chocolate. Maple. Bacon. We got two volunteers! TWO! But we’re still going with Chocolate Maple Bacon for one of the experiments.

Continue reading “Damn Right, It’s Better Than Yours”


podcastThere are actually very few women doing podcasts which is one of the strongest reasons why I want to start my own. I have no idea how I’ll host it or what I’ll talk about, but when I see very few people doing something, the urge to go do it is too tempting to resist.

Here are a few AMAZING and INSPIRATIONAL women’s podcasts, the first of which I listen to actively while the rest are being added to my list AS SOON AS I FINISH THIS POST.


Stories from people on their coding journey. “We are the most supportive community of programmers and people learning to code.”

Continue reading “AMAZING and INSPIRATIONAL Women’s PodCasts”

The Most Amazing Chocolate Icing In The Universe

29437_vegan_chocolate_frosting2NO I DON’T HAVE PICTURES BECAUSE I ATE IT ALREADY

One standard cube of salted butter
Two normal tubes of phadelphia cream cheese
Four tubes of powdered sugar
One jar of cocoa powder

Use a mixer. Whip that butter until it changes shades. Whip it good. Mix in the cream cheese. Don’t panic when the whippedness of the butter completely disappears and the texture totally becomes this weird gloppy hot mess. DON’T PANIC

Add a tube of powdered sugar.

PUT THE MIXER ON THE LOWEST SETTING. Until most of the powdered sugar is slightly combined, then whip it. Whip it REAL GOOD. Repeat with tubes two through four.

Taste that shit.

Is it not the best butter cream cheese icing you’ve ever eaten in your entire life?!?

Then mix in the entire jar of cocoa powder. Again, PUT THE MIXER ON THE LOWEST SETTING UNTIL THE POWDER IS LIGHTLY COMBINED. Then switch to the higher settings to whip it. You must whip it.

Spread on everything or just eat it with a spoon. Store it in the fridge if you can resist eating the entire bowl.

I couldn’t.