I learned that it’s not the best idea to grab a dog treat mid-run and put it in your pants pocket. Chances are you’ll forget to give it to the pup and will just launder it, ya know? I learned that storing a twinkie pan on the stairs is a bad idea. Especially when carrying laundry because then you’ll most definitely not see that pan and it’ll be a banana peel slip and fall situation. I…
Do you ever forget what you like to do? Maybe you used to like to get home from work, make dinner, sit in the backyard, but now… NOW you just want to eat a popsicle, take a nap, ride your bike, go to a coffee shop, hang out elsewhere. I know I’ll like popping home to make dinner again soon, but for right now I’m going to get a quesadilla while working on this stuff. I’m…
Last weekend was a Chicago adventure. It was full of record shopping, brunch, cinnamon rolls, photo booths, beers, hat and boot shopping, coffee drinking, and plenty of ice cream. Can you believe that I’ve wanted to go to to Mindy’s Hot Chocolate for years? Ever since she made this monkey bread on the Martha Stewart Show. And I finally got to go to a Jeni’s Ice Creams scoop shop. I got the biggest sundae ever, and you better believe…
You guys, I’m heading to Chicago for the weekend! There are plans to drink beers and drinks and eat pizza and monkey bread and cinnamon rolls. So, it’s probably good that I prepped this week by snacking on this ice cream. I really sampled the hell out of it. I just wanted to get ready for my weekend AND make sure this was good, ya know? The base tastes like dough FO SHO. And there’s…
I was lucky enough to attend the Door-to-Door Organics Farm to Table Charity Dinner on Sunday. It was full of food, beers galore, lemon water, quite the appetizer situation, and was all happening inside a barn, during a storm! But you know what, you better believe I’ll stay wherever the ice cream sandwiches are. So thanks, for having me guys! Let’s eat radish toasts, lamb with cherries, and that awesome corn with eggplant again together soon!
First things first… These aren’t recommended picnic fare. You see, I brought them to work on this tray and popped them in a cooler for the morning and when they got to the picnic they were a hot mess. I’m talkin’ not cute. Rumor has it someone set something on them? I would like to thank my close work friends for at least trying these jerks (and liking them even!) despite their messed up demeanor. So anyhow!…
The thing is, I feel like I styled these muffins like Christmas. And I made these because I was craving this cake and because I had half of a vegan apple loaf guy for breakfast and sometimes a girl just needs a muffin. And my favorite muffin liners are parchment squares, my favorite holiday is Valentine’s Day, my least favorite holiday is Christmas, and I think I want to listen to this song on repeat,…
Turns out my self-control regarding cookies is kinda non-existent these days. I think it’s because I haven’t really grocery shopped. I bought berries and then didn’t make jam. I bought milk, but no cereal. I have teeny waffles in the freezer, but no peanut butter. I’ve been eating cookies for breakfast and sometimes as a lunch appetizer, and occasionally an after-run reward. I’m pretty glad (or not so glad) that there’s only one cookie left…
I’m really excited about these. Almost as excited as I was on Friday when I won 100 tickets at the arcade. Almost as excited as when I won a Hip Hop Banana stuffed toy thing-y from that claw game that it’s impossible to win at. Way more excited than the personality test that said I as both jealous and uncontrollable. (Rude!) And I guess, pretty much on par with the excitement I feel towards trading…
What day is it? I mean, I made these shortie cakes for the 4th of July to be eaten near a pool with a bikini on. (It happened.) Next thing I know it’s a week later, and I’ve been spending my week sleeping, eating popsicles, forgetting dinner, baking cookies, sleeping some more, and over explaining giant lunch-wiches. I guess sometimes summer just clobbers you, ya know? I’m probably not making a ton of sense. I blame it…