Let’s drink hot chocolate together, ok? Let’s drink it while looking out the window at my car that’s stuck in a snow pile. Let’s drink it while watching Jake make BLTs for lunch. And let’s sip it while Elliot snores under his penguin blanket. Let’s drink it while sweeping the floor clean of sprinkles, and between loads of laundry, and while listening to The Clash. Mostly, let’s just drink hot chocolate on a snow day…
Owl you need is love. Who whooooo would you rather have as your Valentine? Owl always love you! Owl always think you’re a major hottie. Hootie hoo. These cookies could be given as Valentines. You could attach notes that say things like those ones up there. Owl bet everyone would really love it. Especially the one where you tell them they’re a major hottie. Did you know that coconut turns into owl feathers in the cookie…
Once, I bought some round sunglasses with the hopes of looking hip like Lady Gaga, but I looked more like a nerdy beatle fan. They broke when I was walking Elliot and talking on the phone with my sister. I’ll only buy sunglasses from Target from now on. All I’m saying is that if you hold these donuts in front of your eyes, you’ll probably look way cooler than I did in those sunglasses. Chocolate…
Chocolate love. Remember how I think it’s the most fun when food is incorporated into my job? This is the latest example. This whole story makes me want to go sledding. And then drink hot chocolate a little too fast. What about you? Winter 2010-11 // Detroit Home magazine Art Direction by Jessica Decker + she made the chocolate letters Styling by Aleene Jinn George Photography by Cybelle Codish Hot chocolate, marshmallows and freckled whipped…
I resolve to make a lot of ice cream this year. And I resolve to make swiss meringue buttercream again because it’s fluffy like a cloud. I also resolve to wear an apron so that I don’t get flour and chocolate all over my jeggings. But in non-baking life, I want to try to stop thinking about “what if” situations. It makes things harder. Like “what if I would’ve paid more attention and not put…
Jake won’t let me bake my own birthday cake. He thinks that’d be ridiculous. So for my birthday (last week) he took it into his own hands. When he asked what kind of cake I wanted, it turned out tiramisu was the sweet treat I was dreaming of. Jake set to work finding just the right recipe. Dorie Greenspan hooked him up with a dreamy cake that tastes just like the layered dessert! It’s a birthday…
I doubted chocolate sorbet before I ever met it. I’m a total fool. I was afraid that since it has skim milk instead of cream it’d be icy and ridiculous. It turns out that it’s creamy and ridiculously good. It’s for the serious chocolate lover. It’s for me. I couldn’t wait to use my ice cream maker, so on Christmas, I put the bowl in the freezer and immediately looked through my cookbooks for a…
I mailed these to my dad for Christmas. He loves chocolate malts and well, it’d be really hard to mail that tasty, frosty drink. I was nervous these would get weird in the mail. That they’d somehow form one huge monster marshmallow. My dad said they froze a bit. So they were cool dudes and not wiggly weirdos. Whew! Dads like this kind of thing. Especially when you draw a malt on the box and…
These are the ones. These are what to make when you feel like a disaster. Make them when you have really chippy nail polish left only on your right hand’s nails… from a month ago. These are what you make when you get peanut butter on your jeans that just came out of the wash. The truth is you can’t spot clean peanut butter off of jeans. It’s a fact. These are what you make…
I’ve got the winter blues. It has to do with the fact that every day I layer on sweaters, a scarf and a coat. And once all these layers are on I realize my bra strap is twisted. It’s twisted underneath layers of clothes. It’s the worst. So yeah, I’m getting frustrated with winter. Jake and Elliot help chase away the blues though. Jake makes me tasty burgers, chit-chats with me, and doesn’t judge me…