Let me ask you a question—How do we feel about oatmeal? At best, it can be a wonderful, wholesome breakfast of tender, tasty, nutty oats. At worst, it can be a flavorless bowl of slimy…
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Well, this is awkward. I haven’t updated this blog in over two weeks. It feels kind of strange to just hop back in again without acknowledging that funky absence. Like good friends who lost touch…
View PostWell, this is awkward. I haven’t updated this blog in over two weeks. It feels kind of strange to just hop back in again without acknowledging that funky absence. Like good friends who lost touch…
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I have a problem with this cake. A serious problem. A problem on par with my Cheeto addiction. You would think that a simple, unassuming cake such as this would not cause much trouble. It’s…
View PostI have a problem with this cake. A serious problem. A problem on par with my Cheeto addiction. You would think that a simple, unassuming cake such as this would not cause much trouble. It’s…
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Whenever I think of the times that I have really had a craving for a rich, decadent dessert, they seem to coincide with a certain amount of laziness. There are the occasions when you feel…
View PostWhenever I think of the times that I have really had a craving for a rich, decadent dessert, they seem to coincide with a certain amount of laziness. There are the occasions when you feel…
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Wholesome, comforting, and just plain lovely. As much as I love to fiddle with recipes and fill them with interesting, new ingredients, every once and a while it feels so great to enjoy something simple.…
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I don’t know where my brain has been hiding these days. In fact, I’m starting to think that it has burrowed down in the dirt like a groundhog for six more weeks of winter. Walking…
View PostI don’t know where my brain has been hiding these days. In fact, I’m starting to think that it has burrowed down in the dirt like a groundhog for six more weeks of winter. Walking…
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