Sometimes I tell my niece things like, “I’m growing my hair so long because I want to be a mermaid when I grow up” or “I want to be as pretty as YOU when I grow up”. She tells me that I’m already grown up. I ate one of these before dinner. I couldn’t resist. I guess being a grown up is ok sometimes. These are spicy with nutmeg and cinnamon and dreamy like a…
The other night I woke up mad from a post-work nap because the pizza dough I took out of the freezer was still frozen. After a hunger-induced breakdown, Jake made me the grilled cheese of my dreams and I was back to my normal wanting-to-make-a-cake self. So here you go! A pretty cake that you probably have all the ingredients for already! So the middle got stuck to the pan a little bit… soley because…
I love Tegan and Sara. I love that I can tell which one’s Tegan and which one’s Sara, now. (Sara’s the teenier one, duh.) I love that I have too many sprinkles to fit in my cupboard. I love that spring is happening so I can walk Elliot in the morning. And I love the swirl that happens when you slice this bread. I love that this recipe makes three loaves of bread. Even though it meant…
I’m pretty strong. Once I broke an ice tray in half just trying to loosen the ice cubes. That might be the only example I can think of as far as physical strength… but I had to have really strong self control not to eat all these scones while they were still warm. The crunch of the coconut with the melty chocolatey goodness just about did me in. Do you ever think of coconut and pair…
I’m a bready. I love all things bread. Jake always tells me to just take the last piece when we are out to dinner because he knows I want it. Probably because I’m gazing at it or something. So of course I fell head over heels for these Denver Biscuits. I had one with dinner and one after with honey on it. I might’ve just finished eating one for breakfast, and am currently debating eating…
I’m a bit Dutch. That directly relates to me choosing the Netherlands for my 6th grade project. We could choose any country. My mom made Banket for me to set out for people to taste what the Dutch are all about. So there you go. We only got this on special occasions in my family. We tried to keep it real. A rich almond center + a flakey crust = a dreamy almond-y pastry. What…
So these cookies are called Mrs. Fields cookies, but my mom refers to them as Megan’s Cookies. These are my most favorite and I hadn’t made them until now because I didn’t have a blender for the oatmeal! Ok… I’ve had a blender since last summer, so what’s my problem? Well, one of my friends is having a birthday today and he love love loves oatmeal chocolate chip cookies. So there you go. I made him…
Rosemary in a cookie is equivalent to a cookie in a party dress. It’s just how it is. The shrubs outside my windows look like rosemary. One of them is growing wider and trying to block my front door. It might be happening right now. Maybe if it was rosemary I wouldn’t feel as though I’m being bullied by a shrub. When I baked the first cookie sheet’s worth of these guys, I put the…
I like Saturdays to be my bread baking day. I try to put off lunch until bread comes out of the oven. Then I simply slice the warm bread (too soon) and butter one slice and spoon strawberry jam on the other … and there you go. Lunch. Carb-style. Get carby with it, already. I made these mini baguettes with a sandwich in mind. A hip sandwich that would like nothing more than making my…
I saw a guy eating nachos over the weekend. Then I saw that same guy dunking tortilla chips in ketchup instead of nacho cheese. Ketchup people? That’s just gross. These cupcakes, on the other hand, are the opposite of gross. Even people who think bananas are gross, love these. At least one lovely banana-hater that I know, sure loved her cupcake despite the whole banana-hating thing. So it turns out the art director I’ve been…