I can deal with the cold days of winter, just not the cold, dark days of winter.
Friday, February 27, 2015
Wednesday, February 25, 2015
I have worn a cardigan more times than I've worn a coat in the past three weeks. Sometimes even the sweater has been too heavy.
That changed this weekend when we were working on our teardrop trailer out in the garage. It was only 20˚ and it was miserable to be outside. (That, and the fact that I caught the flu).
So, it looks like I'm just going to have to trade in my sweaters for winter coats for a while longer and I'll also be trading in my light, fruit-filled meals for carb-heavy snacks like beer bread.
Monday, February 23, 2015
I still think if it's your birthday, you get to decide no matter what. But I was assured that we would have German Chocolate Cake another time and I will get an invite.
At least, we did get to have a pretty delicious replacement dessert (not to toot my own horn or anything).
Still, I can't wait until my mom makes my dad's real favorite cake. I can't quite decide if the cake is my favorite part or if drizzling warm leftover coconut pecan frosting on top of vanilla ice cream the next day is my favorite. It's probably a tie. The kind of tie where there's no disappointment.
Friday, February 20, 2015
If you haven't tried one, believe me, it's life-changing.
If you want to make the traditional one you need vodka, lime juice and ginger beer. This one has an extra spice kick from the freshly grated ginger and the lemon juice is a nice twist.
It's just perfect. I wish you could take a sip from your computer (or phone) screen right now so you'd know I wasn't lying to you. Lucky for you, they're super simple to make so you can mix yourself one. It's Friday after all.
Wednesday, February 18, 2015
It's been one of those weeks when I really wished I was my own boss and I worked from home so I could start my day with a Bloody Mary then I could eat my lunch outside with a freshly blended piña colada and just, you know, continue that pattern all day.
Maybe someday, but for now I'm resigned to making the non-alcoholic version in the morning before heading off to my 9-5 (or rather 7-4). It tastes really good and it serves as a pretty good consolation prize, but ya know, not quite the effect I'm after.
Monday, February 16, 2015
I used to actually drive out of my way about 20 minutes to get 'the really good soft-serve' from a gas station in the next town over when I was in high school. And I will always pick the burger joint that serves vanilla shakes over the burger joint that does not.
But a few years ago, a really sad and really disgusting thing happened when I was waiting in line for my ice cream at a popular (unnamed) chain.
Ever since then, I've been just a little more appreciative of my dessert prepared at home.
So, it's a good thing that you can make your own hot fudge sauce on your own (clean?) stove. You can scoop it with your own spoons. Heat it with your own microwave. And if you so choose, you can touch it with your own bare hands, and that's fine. Sticky but fine.
Oh, and by the way, it tastes about 4 million times better than anything you're going to find at a drive-up or in a grocery store.
Sunday, February 15, 2015
Friday, February 13, 2015
One other thing that links the two is that people really like to compare the carb content. 'One of these beers is the equivalent of eating an entire loaf of bread.' We've all heard that before, right?
Personally, I couldn't care less about the carb content or how unhealthy it is or how you 'should' reduce your carb and alcohol intake. I like bread and I like beer so I'm going to keep on eating and drinking the stuff.
this beer bread.
That beer bread is pretty easy, but this one is even easier. This one just has one step and one tool. Throw all of the ingredients into your bread machine and walk away.
Tuesday, February 10, 2015
I could never even imagine a world where shopping would bring me happiness or relaxation.
Grocery shopping is a different story.
When I see a different color of kale, I'll buy it, I'll be happy about my purchase and I'll even take pictures of it.
So yeah, I guess I am the weird one.
Friday, February 6, 2015
Of course, the problem is that you can't buy just a few pears at Costco, you have to buy a dozen. So, naturally, Austin said that I would never be able to finish them all before they went bad.
I've been eating at least one every day. I blended one up in a smoothie. And my last pear that was starting to get brown, was smashed up then strained into this cocktail.
The result was perhaps my favorite fruity drink ever.
You can barely taste the vodka in this and actually I made it with 1.5 oz of vodka first, but it needed a little extra kick. So I guess what I'm saying is that these could be dangerous.
Wednesday, February 4, 2015
This doesn't mean that I don't eat a lot of cookies, this just means I binge when they're still warm and gooey.
The first reason being that they are delicious and soft and melty and just generally perfect. The dark chocolate chunks balance out the (sometimes overly) sweet cookie dough and they melt down and ooze out while the chocolate chips maintain their shape a little better. Texture heaven.
*I'm kidding - each of these cookies is about the equivalent of 6 regular cookies.
Monday, February 2, 2015
My bakery was going to only have filled cupcakes. It was probably the best cupcake shop you've ever been too and it definitely had the tastiest cupcakes you've ever tried.
So yeah. That didn't happen. Part of the problem was that Austin and I were never settled in one place long enough to put down entrepreneurial roots. The other part of the problem was lack of confidence. Risk. Money. Drive.
All of those things that typically get in the way of pursuing a dream.
I mean my mother-in-law said they were, "the best cupcakes. Ever." Seems deserving of a spot on the menu to me.