This weekend, I was home alone. Erik was away at a men’s retreat, and for the first time in a long time—I cooked for myself. Not just once. But three real, nourishing, satisfying meals.
Wild salmon and free-range chicken, seared golden and simple in the cast iron. Pinquito beans in the Dutch oven. All seasoned with our Feral Herb Blend.
No fuss. Just real food, made by me, for me.
And here’s the wild part: it was all delicious.
That moment hit me—I’ve become the kind of person who can cook with ease, who enjoys it, who makes things that actually taste good.
(Well… with a little help from great products and great kitchen supplies.)
That was never my story. Not until now.
See, I didn’t grow up with home-cooked meals or the smell of something simmering on the stove. I grew up on Kraft mac and cheese and microwave dinners. And while I’ve always loved food—I was the first to find the best restaurant in any city—I never felt at home in the kitchen. I didn’t know how to start, and honestly, I didn’t want to try. I couldn’t even load a dishwasher—still can’t really.
But something shifted when I started using our Feral Herb Blend.
Suddenly, food didn’t feel intimidating. I didn’t need fancy techniques or dozens of ingredients—I just needed good basics, a cast iron pan, and this one beautiful blend that made everything taste like it came from one of my favorite restaurants.
And here’s the thing—it’s not about me becoming more like Erik.
That’s his domain, and I love that.
The secret was having the right ingredients—real food, good sourcing, and a seasoning blend that makes everything taste like you knew what you were doing.
The Feral Herb Blend changed the game for me. It made cooking feel simple. Even fun.
And if it can turn someone like me into a cook for the weekend—it can probably do the same for you.
Try it—I’m telling you, your inner chef and food lover will thank you.
“I didn’t become a chef. That’s Erik’s domain—and thank god for that. I just had the right ingredients—real food, good sourcing, and one beautiful blend that made everything taste like I knew what I was doing.”
—Keri Joy, Feral Future
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