I’ve been feeling the breakfast vibe lately. That every lazy morning should be greeted with sizzling bacon, crisp hash browns, and fluffy pancakes drizzled with fragrant maple syrup. After I’ve made the food, and my husband has brewed the coffee, we sit down in our pjs to eat while the dog lays at our feet and the morning light streams through the picture window behind us.
It’s a nice way to start the day, no?
On one such morning I had a hankering for something a little different and found just the thing in a dutch baby oven pancake. It had been quite a while since I made one and I was happily reminded that you don’t always need a lot of fuss to create an impressive dish.
These peanut butter blossom cookies were an absolute, no-doubt-about-it, pregnancy craving. Ever since my Mom mentioned making them last week I couldn’t stop thinking about them. I wanted these cookies, I needed these cookies. I would go crazy if I didn’t have them.
And so I made some. It’s probably been ten years since the last time I had a peanut butter blossom and they tasted just the way I remembered. There’s nothing fancy about them, just a peanut butter cookie with a Hershey’s kiss in the middle. But sometimes old standby recipes are exactly what hits the spot.
In preparation for my husband’s birthday last week I handed him one of my favorite cookbooks, Sky High: Irresistible Triple-Layer Cakes, and told him to pick any cake he wanted and I would make it for him. He flipped through it, inspecting all of the beautiful glossy photos and narrowed the list down to a handful that stuck out.
It took him a few days to select the one he wanted (I don’t blame him, it’s a hard decision when faced with so many tasty options!) and finally chose this chocolate cola cake with toasted coconut and pecan icing. It’s a long title, but you can think of it as a variation on german chocolate cake.
Oh, doughnuts. You and I have had quite the history. I ignored you for the first half of my life, dismissed you entirely actually. I was not a fan. But somehow, and I think a new Krispie Kreme franchise in my town might have played a part, I came around.
I loved you, and you loved me. We enjoyed a few years of bliss before you turned on me. Or rather, my metabolism turned on me. Now you’re a rare treat when I’m feeling indulgent.
These days I’m feeling quite indulgent.
Have you ever had homemade pasta? Like real freshly made pasta noodles? You can’t even compare it to the dry stuff we get from the grocery store. It’s in a league of its own.
If you think you can’t make it at home because it’s intimidating or because you don’t have a pasta machine or maker, I’m going to show you how you’re wrong. You can make pasta easily in your own home with very basic ingredients.















