I had been careful to select her favorite from the four fruit spreads that the family kept in their fridge: a jar of freakishly perfect looking strawberry jelly, wholly devoid of character and happiness. I held it carefully as I perused the pantry, searching for a jar of peanut butter that hadn’t been marked with…
Grown Up Camping – {S’meeses Mascarpone Custard Ice Cream}
Grown-up camping is great. It made me realize that I’m capable of eating Sour Patch Kids for lunch, quesadillas for dinner, untold quantities of fire-roasted delights for dessert and snacks and even breakfast – and can come out of it feeling nothing short of proud. Somewhere in there, I might even pour a malt beverage…
Mistaken – {Cherry Limeade Turnovers}
All my life, I thought fruit turnovers were those nasty fruit pies they sell in checkout aisles. Up until Friday, in all of my 24 years, I’ve had none of the former, and – I think – two of the latter. Both, I’m assuming, gifts from my sweet grandparents; lovingly undermining my parents’ “no sugar…
Wake – {Cheddar, Kale, Bacon & Leek Quiche in Buttery Basil Cracker Crust}
I hope I’m not boring you with breakfast foods. Once upon a time, not too long ago, I ate cereal for breakfast (and often lunch and dinner) every single day. Rejecting the Froot Loops and Cookie Crisps of my childhood dreams, I favored more “adult” options; filling my cart weekly with a heavy haul of…
Road Trip – {Chocolate, Pretzel, Peanut Butter, Dulce De Leche, Banana Insanity Tart}
With most of my neighbors at work or school, no one’s around to witness the Tetris game unfolding in my driveway. A battered suede bag hangs heavy on my left shoulder, balanced by an oversize tote on slung over the other, all rounded out with a stack of pillows sandwiched awkwardly against my chest. Stiff,…
Grow – {Toasted Rice and Almond Cake with Cherries}
I surround myself at all times with terracotta; a growing collection of pots collected from friends, family, and garage sales. I want, so desperately, to grow things. I obsess over my potted hydrangea, a year-old gift from S, and distantly coddle – as I hear they appreciate – the succulents growing in my window sills….
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