Despite the very limited space in my kitchen, I’m particularly fond of my breakfast vessels and gadgets because I am particularly fond of breakf...
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For Matt’s 30th birthday, I baked him a German Chocolate Cake — his favorite, and my very first layered cake. I only had one cake pan at the t...
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A friend I was recently hanging out with at a wedding said, “I don’t think people read blogs anymore.” She hasn’t been blogging much herse...
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I’ve never been a cupcake person. I’m not much for pie, either. But it takes a certain type of cupcake (and a certain type of pie) to win my h...
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Writing can at times, feel like a marathon. The final period reminiscent of a big inhale. Sometimes an exhale, depending on what you are writing. ...
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This will be the first time (ever!) that Matt won't be spending Christmas with his family in Ohio. He'll be spending it with his family here in Sa...
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Hey Friends! Shelly from Vegetarian ‘Ventures here today to chat all things fall! Not sure what it’s like in your neck of the woods but we’v...
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Some of the most profound moments in our lives are, in fact, defined by silence. Sometimes there is silence because time is needed. Sometimes ther...
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Weekends are the longest and shortest days when you are a parent. Especially during summer days in the PNW that feel both beautifully and painfull...
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I am not a movie person. Nope. What I mean by that is that I do not seek out movies; I reluctantly, carefully, stubbornly choose a select few to w...
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I’ve been slowly — very, very slowly — reading Elizabeth Gilbert’s book, Big Magic. Every couple of nights when I’m not up late working,...
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Fluffy, tender biscuits have been eluding me for years. You see, I'd find recipe after recipe, tweak here and there, in the hopes that I could rec...