I have been waiting for an occasion to make a big layer cake. I'm not that great of a baker and after a few failed attempts, I still feel the desire to get it right one of these times with the perfect cake and frosting recipes.
"For whatever it's worth: It's never too late to be whoever you want to be. I hope you live a life you're proud of, and if you find that you're not, I hope you have the strength to start over." - F.
I've said for years now that I hate moving and after the past few weeks I can confidently say I still stand by that sentiment.
It was funny how similar in sentiment Hugh and my Valentine's cards were. They essentially said "I don't know how the hell we are going to pull all of this off, but I have you, and that's the only reason I believe we're capable and I won't die in the next few months." We get the keys to our house tomorrow and it's safe to say both of us are equal parts scared and excited.
I left a stick of butter out at room temperature knowing cookies were in our future. I usually go for oatmeal chocolate chip.
At work, I have a straight-shot view from my sample corner to the front of the store. The other day, an older man, let's say early 70's, bee lined straight to my back corner with his red grocery basket in hand.
“It's funny: I always imagined when I was a kid that adults had some kind of inner toolbox full of shiny tools: the saw of discernment, the hammer of wisdom, the sandpaper of patience.
I work part-time at a grocery store, so I am aware of consumer buying trends based on season and weather.
The holiday week came and went and after one more party to ring in the New Year, I think we're just about toasted.
My parents have lived in the same house for 28 years. I have spent nearly every Christmas morning in that living room.
"Have yourself a merry little christmas, let your heart be light"... you know that song lyric? It keeps replaying in my head as I'm already starting to feel stressy about a few more gifts I need, how expensive this season is, the full calendar to keep straight.
First off, thank you for the sweet notes from last posts' news. I was so excited to tell you people and your congrats and affirmation exceeded my expectation - thank you!
I'm pregnant! We're pregnant is what you say, I suppose, but I'm the one in the stretchy pants over here.
I know, the avocado toast thing has been played, but this one is my new favorite. Goodies on toast is a timeless food application, I'm sure of it.
"Our first objective has been to peel off the fluff and commercial layers that complicate entertaining.
I was rebaptized into cooking after a four-week strike this past weekend. My strike included lots of waffles, scrambled eggs and frozen pizza with a liberal amount of greens on top so I don't feel *quite* as bad.