Because breakfast wins best meal award*. (*Based on the dessert-as-a-meal-thing, obvz.) Because my countertops are covered with dishes and my bed is covered with laundry. Because my car seats are covered in sesame seeds from emergency bagel-ing on the regular. Because I’m good at running out of milk, cereal, bread for toasting, and general breakfast foods. Because I took a 2-hour nap Saturday and then ran out of daylight. Because my favorite cowboy boots are…
I feel weird seeing someone I know at the gym. I’m not a gym-hottie. I’m more of a sweaty betty. It’s funny, though, to wave at that someone-you-know after you tried to pretend you didn’t see them after they pretended to not see you. But it’s totally ok to twinkly-finger wave at them as they leave and you’re climbing a mountain via treadmill. However, it’s not awkward to top everything with a crumbly topping. It’s…
Jake makes dinner most nights during the week. Mondays are my night. Generally, on my night, I’d rather nap and then go out for pizza. I’d rather sit in a tall booth with Third Eye Blind playing. This last week I felt super motivated somehow! I made Tracy’s Vietnamese Noodle Salad (but with peanut-crusted chicken instead of tofu). I went to the grocery store on my lunch break and then again after work because I’m a…
I wish I had a candle that smelled exactly like this coffee cake. But then again, it’d probably make my stomach growl like the time I had a chocolate chip cookie candle… Basically, this coffee cake is a major childhood favorite. I’m pretty sure my mom’s recipe card still says: Megan’s Favorite Coffee Cake. And there’s good reason. It tastes dreamy and has a crumbly top. So what else matters, really? I guess I’ve got…
I’m just so glad strawberries and rhubarb are bffs. I’d be sad if they had a falling out. It was hot yesterday. Hot and gross and my hair was wavy against it’s will. My fridge let out a gusty wind of cold air every time I opened it, just to show off the fact that it was nice and chilly in there and I was roasting out here. I wore a hat to cover my…
These are basically the lovechild of a certain blueberry pancake and streusel topped coffeecake. They should’ve met years ago. Would you agree? So my parents came into town this weekend and it was up to my mom and I what we’d have for breakfast. We both happen to love pancakes and all things streusel and I happened to have blueberries, so here you go! It’s a dreamy concoction really. You might find yourself describing this…