On my own terms.

It is 6am and I am awake with coffee, and ready to write.  I have not been feeling very much writing inspiration in a while, so this is a nice change.  I have the fire going, the house is silent, and I am lost in my thoughts.  The impending 46th birthday has me once again racing against time to place all my thoughts lovingly in this website so that my children will be able to read my thoughts when they need them.  If they need them.

If you go through the catacombs of this now 7 year old blog, you will see my journey, marriage, infertility, career choices, motherhood and my life in food.  I guess one thing about me is that I have done things my way, not to quote Mr. Sinatra, but he was onto something.  “Let the record show, I took the blows, and did it my way.”  So much truth in those words,  Powerful, and they are just about as true as you can get to how I have lived my life thus far.  On my terms.  I am not a follower, that bugs people.  I rarely “join”.  It is just not in my character to have anyone have any claim on my time other than the person who writes my payroll, and now my family.

While this has a lot of benefits, there are downsides as well.  Every style of personality has its own set of ups and downs.  I tend to be alone, but rarely lonely.  Don’t get me wrong, I have friends, but am I often out to cocktails with the girls?  No.

I had this realization when my pal was over.  We talked a lot about ourselves, as women,  I finally just let it out.  I am goal oriented, and I am a succeed-er,  I cannot balance too many peoples emotions and accomplish goals. You simply cannot do it all.  You can, however, take care of your family and yourself and stay focused on your goals.  Taking on too much more dilutes something and usually the dilution is the YOU.  The self care.  You want to have a happy family and a full life AND a busy social life?  Well, you need your job, your family mean the world to you, so bye-bye exercise and rest.  Does this make for a long and happy life  No.  So, I often say goodbye to a large portion of the fluffy stuff and focus on family, goals and health.

Here is what I have witnessed: Those who give too much of the personal self fail:  marriages end, careers stall, or they raise kids who fail to become accomplished adults.  I am talking about making it to every party, every cool event, being part of the “in crowd”.  FOMO (fear of missing out) is the killer of relationships and careers.  I am grateful for whatever gene I inherited that I do not have this, I actually feel embarrassed sometimes for not feeling this more intensely.  I simply do not tend to be jealous.  You can have whatever you want, and if you want it bad enough, you will get it.  Jealousy is ridiculous to me, and seems like the outcome of laziness.  Tough words?  Honesty usually is.

Here is what I know:  I do need to still own me.  I also need to teach my children to be okay with being alone sometimes and taking time for a deep, hot bath, to watch a  movie alone, to get a massage instead of a night out on the town.  You can be alone, and not lonely.  There is a difference.  Those who find themselves in good company when alone are more apt to take risks, make big changes, and create success around them.

I look towards my retirement there are 3 things that I know for sure:  1.  I will be holding Jason’s hand on long walks.  2.  I will see and travel a lot.  3.  I will write every day.  How do I know this?  Because I allow the space in my mind to think of the future, and not be scared of it.  I am learning who I am and I am not going to rat race myself into thinking that I don’t have time.  I also allow myself the time to think.  I don’t fill my life with clamor, and that is by design.

I have people ask me how I am doing the career-mom-wife-radio personality balance.  the truth is that there is no balance needed.  My life is organized and I expect that someone will get sick, and that I will miss something, and I allow life to be bumpy.  If you know it will be bumpy, then it is just funny.  My husband and I often say to each other “this is crazy, right?” and have a good laugh.  I think back to when we had the twins and our life turned on its ear.  It was a turning point for us: survival mode.  We were in the kitchen, each of us holding a preemie twin, no sleep, trying to hold it together, trying not to hate each other due to lack of sleep….. and I said to him “Wow, I really think having kids has made our marriage even better!”  We laughed.  So hard.  It is all about remembering what you want overall, and not getting caught up in the nano-moment.  THAT is how I do it.

I do have time, and I will invest it as I see fit, and no, I do not feel bad.Maki


Missy Maki’s Baked Oatmeal

I haven’t posted a recipe in a while, but I have just been a little busy.  A lot has happened in my career, all good, but it keeps me busy and my now almost 4 year old twins are busy with ballet, gymnastics, basketball and tap dancing.  Can you believe in the fall they will start preschool?  This mommy is NOT ready to have them leave the nest.  Where has (nearly) 4 years gone?  More on that later…..

I am now slowly and carefully curating recipes to make our lives work come this fall when school begins.  I ma pouring myself into finding ways to get the right food in their bodies, and have had some successes, and many fails.  This was a win, and I wanted to share it with you – this was a meal we all enjoyed and was an easy “grab and go.”  I imagine crazy mornings, and the idea that breakfast can be eaten in the car and be filled with nutrition to keep my monkeys focused and feeling good until lunchtime is comforting.  Lunchtime…..that is a whole different project that I plan on taking on this summer…….

IMG_1205 (2)

Missy Maki's Baked Oatmeal

Rating: 51

Prep Time: 10 minutes

Cook Time: 1 hour, 40 minutes

Yield: 8 servings

I love this recipe for a quick on the go breakfast. I am working on developing food for the twins before they start school and my focus is slow burning and good tasting foods. This will taste dry if you do not use butter or oil, and you may need to tweak it based on what you add and remove. I have made this and served it with a little cream cheese frosting for dessert as well!


  • 3 cups rolled oats
  • 1 cup brown sugar (I have used stevia, not as rich but still good)
  • 1/4 cup chia
  • 1/4 cup uncooked quinoa
  • 3 tablespoons ground flaxseeds
  • 2 teaspoons ground cinnamon
  • 2 teaspoons baking powder
  • 1 teaspoon salt
  • 1 cup milk
  • 3 eggs
  • 1/2 cup melted butter
  • 3 teaspoons vanilla extract
  • 3/4 cup dark chocolate chips


  1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees F
  2. In a large bowl, mix together dry ingredients.
  3. Beat in milk, eggs, melted butter, and vanilla extract.
  4. Stir in dark chocolate if desired.
  5. Smooth into a 9x13 inch baking dish. (I use cooking spray)
  6. Bake in preheated oven for 40 minutes.

The Simple Kitchen with Missy Maki – Right at the Fork – Pappy Dog 10-23-16

We started out hot:  Snapchat, Instagrams and all sort of silly.  Then…..the hard hitting interviews kicked in!


Chris Angelus of Right At The Fork joins us, and he’s brought Gary the Foodie to talk about their new podcast partnership. Missy hits the guys with some big questions and some… not so big ones.  Truthfully, she steered clear from cannibalism, so that is a win.

PAPPY’S BACK! Greg Papworth of Mack’s Finer Foods has returned with two new editions to the Pappy hot Dog line and they are terrific.  Missy ate the sausage, but then again…you knew she would.


The Simple Kitchen with Missy Maki: Rogue Creamery & Hazelfern Cellars

Starting the show with a Bloody Mary and some fine bleu cheese. Tom Van Voorhees of Rogue Creamery is on with Missy to talk about European cheese, cave aging and what is trying to get out of the cheese.maki


Laura Lange of Hazelfern Winery has brought some amazing wines and discusses changing your life so completely to achieve your dream.


Orange Chicken without the guilt….


There is no oddly bright orange coloring in this dish, no MSG, no non-naturally occurring sugar, and no strange chunks of onion and pineapple.  It is just a sweet, glazed, orange chicken on brown rice.  The flavor?  It comes from ORANGES.  This photo is from my kitchen and this plate was promptly eaten by my husband,  I am not a food stylist and I only want to offer you honest recipes, and not 400 backdrops and lighting from the sun at exactly 1:05pm.  It is dinner time, and this photo is taken with my phone with teardrop lights that hang over the kitchen island.  I am just a real gal eating food that a normal person can cook.  It is, after all, The Simple Kitchen.  Not the “Heirloom, Gourmet, Farm to Table, Artisan Kitchen.”

Okay, I am not going to take credit for this recipe – this is from Ali, fabulous food blogger at Gimme Some Oven.  The recipe is called Skinny Orange Chicken”  Click that link and be wowed!

Here is what I changed:  Swapped Quinoa for Brown Rice.  No green onions (I love them but hubs does not) Used 3 pounds of chicken, not 2.  How was it?  Well, I am posting a picture and adding a link in my site so you do the math!

Trying to lighten up?  Give it a try – and it was EASY!  I think this would be a good recipe for a group and I think I would put this glaze on chicken wings with a little more chili peppers.

Toddles and tata!

Moments that define you.

I have a friend named Tami.  She is the person on my shoulder that  whispers in my ear what to do and what not to do.  My conscience.  She is actually  a real person as well, and actually comes in my office and lets me know when I am being too hard, or soft, but rarely that I am being to soft.  So, yeah….I guess I am what you would call a strong leader who needs a soft soul at her side.  That is Tami.  Why am I bringing this up?  Because I wanted to talk about moments that define you and these are moments that you do not have your Tami next to you.  When you actually make a decision, good or bad, and they define you.  The decision becomes a trademark, or an indelible memory that people will never erase and it will be always etched on you, like a tattoo.

For some it is something that sends them to prison.

For some it is something that wins them a Nobel Peace Prize.

I think we have many of these, and sometimes you have defining moments that erase all of the old feelings, or ideas about you.  Think of, perhaps a leader who was racist, until they did some sort of a grand gesture, switched sides, then spend decades working on equality – that person would have had a defining moment and then would always be remembered for the good they did, and perhaps the 20 years prior of hate and pain they caused is erased.  Is that fair?  I guess that is up to you.  These are large scale items.  What I am writing about are the small ones.

I am not sure if you ever know when your moment is coming, so the idea is that you live a life based on making good decisions so that you are defined as good.  I wish I had that to offer.  44 years of great decisions.  Popular choices.  Staying on the right side of the tracks.  I don’t and I will not even try to kid you about it.  I am pretty damned average and have had moments of splendor and moments of weakness.  Both are acceptable in my book, and frankly my book is the one I live from.  The weak decisions shape me, and the splendorous moments lift others, and perhaps the opinion of others in the process, which I am told we are not supposed to care about.  Confusing, right?

I have had many moments.  I decided to move to Portland.  I married Jason.  I decided to switch jobs 4 years ago.  I decided to have kids.


Yes, decided because I am infertile and I had to pay a lot of money to have my children.  Yes, I am infertile.  I am okay saying that.  I started trying to have kids when I was 34 and after we went through all of our treatments and achieved pregnancy my Dr told me “we do not like to tell women this, but we are confident that you would never be able to have kids naturally.  You made all the right choices so we did not have to address this, but I think you should know for the future.”  Did this hurt?  Hell no, it justified 50 thousand dollars. (no insurance would cover my treatments)  So, cash money was well spent.

So, to sum it up, my moment that defined me was:  Choosing to be a mother.  

Not everyone’s life changes when they have kids.  We get a lot of comments from people about how much time we spend with our kids.  I think it is sweet, but I am always surprised, maybe embarrassed. Do we seem obsessed with them? ( yes) Are we over the top with family time? (likely) Do we both run home after work and have all sorts of plans every night for what we will do as a family? (always).  But, here is the thing:  I am average.  But maybe, my moment that defined me was not the same as others, and that is okay.

As I wrap up the year I am humbled by the fact that I was given the opportunity to have a family and children.  That my life is easily and clearly laid out in front of me now.  That my priorities are all lined out and I do not have to rely on Tami to keep me in line anywhere but at work.  I have the rest of my life’s greatest work of art in process.  What a privilege to already know what the picture I am painting will be.  Now to focus every day on my greatest work, my priority, my moments that define me.

Happy Holidays dear friends.  Happy holidays indeed.