Oh, hey! Remember me? I know, I’ve been fiercely neglecting this space, but you didn’t think I’d let Christmas pass by without posting a festive recipe or two, did you? Yee off little faith, I'd never let that happen. But I get it, it's been too...
Cookie season, schmookie shmeason. In my world, cookies know no season. Here, cookies of all varieties remain damn tasty and appealing no matter that the month/weather/locale/whatever. And if I know you, and I think I do (I suspect you would not have clicked your way to a...
Behold, my first Christmas cookie recipe of the year! I’m late. Super, super, disappointingly late. At one point, I wasn’t quite sure I we were going to get here -- I was having worst baker of the year nightmares, because really, when you have a...
I laid out by the pool yesterday. IN A BIKINI! (A daunting experience after a long winter spent cozied & covered up in high-necked sweaters.) I’m wearing my hottest of hot pink flats that I bought at J. Crew on a whim, and are FAR to loud...
Springerle cookies. They taste like Christmas memories. With every bite, I am taken back to a purer time, given fleeting glimpses into the holidays of my childhood. The cold, stark white winters of South Bend, Indiana. Long walks around the lake on the Notre Dame campus, feeding...
Do you love the spicy bite of gingerbread men? Do you squeee!! at their cute little candy buttons and bowties, and dawww as you connect their tiny gingerman hands with dainty little gingerwoman hands because, they love each other (!!!)? Do you find yourself feeling guilty for biting off...
Full Disclosure: Today's post is sponsored by Nestle Toll House, but the following flood of warm and fuzzy words about their new DelightFulls Filled Baking Morsels is all my own. I’m coming back at ya’ with another cookie recipe today. It feels a little out the...
*Sure signs that Christmas is near:* My tacky Christmas sweater has been taken down from its perch on the top shelf of my closet, and I’ll be wearing it proudly this evening at my company Holiday party, with a pair of reindeer antlers to compliment, of...
A few weeks ago, just days before my birthday (!!!), I received the most epic of epic packages in the mail. The kind of package that makes you first, do giddy little dances around your kitchen second, post dreamy pictures to your Instagram account, and...
The hours, days, weeks, months just keep FLYING THE HECK BY over here. My 27th birthday is in one week and six days (but who's counting?). what the?! According to the ever-wise, always-factual interwebs I'm about to enter a year of existential crisis coupled with the purchase...