I’ve made this a bunch, you guys! I love it so very much. I like it with cider or coffee for breakfast and with soup for dinner, or even as a late night snack with honey butter. Sometimes I eat all the cornbread. Sometimes I ask Elliot if he can tell that I ate an embarrassing amount. He always says I still look fly. I’m thinking he’s being a bit too nice, but I love…
I call Elliot PUPernickel. I mean, why wouldn’t I? Feel free to use that on your own little dog friend. It’s a solid joke, ya know? Like how every dog’s favorite pizza topping is PUPperoni. I mean, it’s just natural. Or how in the summer they eat PUPsicles. I could go on all day. When researching this lovely bread, I discovered that it gets it’s dark color through cocoa powder and molasses! Those two together…
Last night a waiter refilled my beer with water. I take these things kinda seriously. I think I high-voiced him, “But that’s my beer!” It shocked me! These cookies, on the other hand, are a pleasant surprise. Because can you believe it’s possible to cream softened coconut oil and sugar together? And that it can make dough that’s as pretty as ice cream? Believe it, sister. So here’s the thing. These cookies are so soft! They…
I’m a Biscoff bully. Believe it. Since purchasing Speculoos Cookie Butter I’ve pretty much made everyone who stops by my house try it. There’s a three spoonful minimum. It’s a fact, and it’s ok. You see, it tastes like spicy graham cracker goodness. It’s my dream butta’. It’s just delicious and confusing. It’s just the kind of thing that you can’t get enough of. It’s puzzling and awesome at the same time. And it’s thoughtful!…
These cookies are bringing wrinkles back. Good thing, because I rarely iron. Even when I’m wrinkly. I just decide to believe it when Jake tells me that my outfit looks like “it’s supposed to be like that.” But “like that” means wrinkled. Ever since I made those large marge cookies, I’ve just been thinking that bigger cookies are better. I mean, if the cookie’s bigger than there’s more chewy center to love, right? Cookie middles are…
I like molasses, pound cake and polka dots. I like Pioneer Sugar because it’s made in Michigan and I like brown eggs because they’re pretty. I like this Grandma Molasses because it smells good and that chicken bowl because it was my mom’s. I like my slippers, piping dots and parchment paper. I like the sun, windows, and this pound cake’s pretty complexion. And I really like how my house smelled like warm spices while…
Jake loves penguins. I love Jake. These cookies were a no-brainer, really. This dough is delicious. I had to try it, right? I had to test to make sure I didn’t forget a key ingredient like molasses, Christmas cheer, or love. These gain the freshman 15 in the oven. It’s adorable, really. Mostly, I love how these are chewy. They aren’t a crunchy boring cookie. They have personality. They are penguin gentlemen of the tasty…
Rumor has it, this bread was named after a sassy husband and his wife Anna. The husband was sick of corn meal mush in his life. He said, “Damn it, Anna, I’m just really sick of corn meal mush, and now you’re putting it in bread?! I’m over it, bia.” So now you have it. Unlike that sassy husband, I love corn meal everything. If it was up to me I’d call this bread Thanksanna…
I’m looking forward to moving, because I know for a fact that there will natural light promised in the lease. I also can’t wait to have a yard that doesn’t back up to mean growly dogs that want to eat Elliot. When I envision my future home, I imagine white walls, a white oven and windows Elliot can see out of without standing on the back of the couch … and preferably a huge tupperware…