Hi there, I’m Tasha Mayfield—and if you’re anything like me, you believe a good meal can turn an ordinary day into something worth remembering.

I’m 38, born and raised in Savannah, Georgia, where the scent of sweet cornbread and slow-cooked greens wasn’t just a treat—it was how we said “I love you.” My grandmother, Miss Loretta, ran her kitchen like a jazz club—rhythmic, soulful, and always with room for improvisation. I’d sit at her side, apron two sizes too big, learning how to measure with my heart and season with my soul.

Cooking, for me, was never just about feeding people. It’s about storytelling. It’s about healing. It’s about connection. Whether it was Sunday suppers with the whole family squeezed around the table or dropping off peach cobbler to a neighbor “just because,” I grew up knowing that food has power.

I started sharing my own recipes online during my maternity leave—just little videos and snapshots of what I was cooking for my family. I never imagined that thousands of women across the country—busy moms, retired teachers, young sisters learning their way around the kitchen—would be tuning in, trying my sweet potato muffins or spicy lemon pepper chicken, and sending me photos of their versions. That lit something in me. I wasn’t just sharing meals—I was building community.

Today, I live in Charlotte, North Carolina with my two babies (who are not so little anymore) and my husband, who claims he married me for my biscuits. I create recipes that are simple but soulful, with everyday ingredients that don’t require a degree in French cooking to figure out. I believe in messes on the counter, stories around the table, and seasoning until it “tastes like home.”

Not every recipe I try is a win—I’ve burnt more than one batch of cornbread trying to multitask—but every mistake has taught me something new. That’s what I want to share here: not just perfect-looking meals, but real food for real life, made with love, grace, and a touch of sass.

So, if you’re looking for recipes that warm the belly and the heart, pull up a chair, honey. You’re in the right kitchen.

—Tasha 🍳