Hi.

I'm so glad you're here! 

​​I've never been much of a princess person, and I'm sorry if I lured you to Dinnerella  under false pretense. ​​There is no fairy dust here...

I write about life, and teenagers, and God, and good food. Busy-ness and finding time, decorating houses, travelling and women finding their own voice. Gentle, with an attitude.

And I want to keep it real. No pretense, just the way it is. 

But enough talk. Can I show you some pictures? They often speak more than words do.  

I also would love to hear from you!
You can always email me at hi[at]dinnerella[dot]com, or we can be social media BFF's! I would like that. 
Meet Tripp.
Best dog ever. Poor thing had parvo and was left to die at a vetenarian's office. We adopted him, and he's the sweetest and healthiest dog you can imagine. I named him Mr. Jones, but was outvoted by the rest of the family. Now, when it's just the two of us, I call him Mr. Jones in secret. Me and Mr Jones. 
Meet the Family
From left to right, Brontë, Mr. S, Lente, Dyde, Moi, and Romeo.
Familypictures aren't always easy. I've found that bribing helps to get them all looking sharp and being nice. 
Babies and Boa's.
One time Mr. S took us all to Panama. He made a movie, and I packed the kids, some schoolbooks and of we went. We had a boa on the filmset, and fresh-caught octupus for dinner. Science lessons right than and there.   Another time we went to Africa, but that's a whole other story...
Crockery.
I have an addiction when it comes to all kinds of china, plates, dinnerware, and teapots. My finds come from everywhere. Antiquemarkets in Holland, Belgium, Hongary and France, from farmer's markets in Africa, tiny restaurants in Panama, and closer to home, from Homegoods. 
Mr. S.
This is me and my man, Mr S, aka Helmut. Don't tell anyone this, but years ago I used to have a big crush on Hugh Grant. Nothing to worry about now, because I think Mr. S surpassed Mr Grant big time. And all is well.

We have been married for 24 years. Look at that picture, we were babies!
Food.
With four teenagers in the house, there is always somebody hungry. This was 3 pounds tomatoes and 10  minutes.
I tell you, the proof is in the pudding tomatoes. 
Easy.
Grilled vegetables are a staple in my house. It doesn't come any easier than this. Sprinkle with olive oil, season with salt, pepper, paprika and a little tumeric, and place in a hot oven -for about 10-20 minutes, depending on the size and structure of the vegetable. It caramalizes beautifully, and brings out the sweetness of the vegetable. 
In Touch.
If you'd like to stay up to date  with all the recipes, musings and tips, sign up for my newsletter.
I email once every two weeks, 
only the good stuff.
(for I know how busy you are)
Family.
Family is very important to me. Mr. S and I both come from large families, but they are a good 5,000 miles away from us! When we moved from Holland to California, I didn't realize how much I would miss doing daily life with them. 
But I love when we see each other, it's a spa for the soul. Deep, funny and connected. 

Above right are my sisters and I, trying to be all serious and grown up for the picture. On the left are my girls. Best friends and worst enemies. That bond, I'm telling you! Do  you have a sister? Go give her a (digital) hug. Sisters like that. 
True Talk.
I love quotes.
Our pantry door is painted with chalkpaint, so I can quote to my heart's desire. 
I collected many quotes over the years, you can find them   here,  #truetalk
Spinning Plates. 
This is me, on any regular day.  At least that's what I hopeI look like. All elegant and stylish, and evenly spinning.  Easy goes. The reality is more of  a frantic gathering of control, thoughts, and missing socks. But hey, a girl can hope. 
La-di-da.
Blogs often seem so perfect, and I wonder how they do it all, these gorgeous women in their spotless houses, with their ruly children.

Let me tell you this, if I ever pretend to have it all under control, do not believe me.

This was my laundryroom this morning. Just remind me of this​.
Or no, please don't.
There you have it, these are the things I write about.  
Real life, and finding beauty and truth in a perpetually chaotic world.
I hope you'll stay a while, 
​love,