Okay, fine. I’ll say what we’re all thinking. Um, so I’m supposed to eat a plate full of radishes? Isn’t that like eating a plate full of sprouts? I’ve always admired the radish as a pretty garnish, but I’ve never really considered it to be a full on side dish. I would incorporate these cheery little roots into salads in order to add some color, but that was it. I’ve been treating the radish like my cheap, last minute, arm candy wedding date. She’s pretty. She’s available. She looks good in pink. But, that’s it. She’s not the hardworking, salt of the earth veggie that I’d take home to meet my Mom. […]
So, it’s been a while since I’ve posted in these parts. I’ll totally catch up with y’all real soon.
But, today isn’t about me. Today is about my dear blogging buddy Emily, of The Pig & Quill. My favorite internet piggy is crazy pregnant with a baby girl. You guuuuuyz, the pig is about to deliver a piglet!!! And by piglet, I obviously mean a tiny, adorable, squishy little human that will inevitably make my aging ovaries hurt with every single Instagram photo of her adorable newborn face. […]
When my husband goes away on business trips, I have my routines. The first night I will cook myself something nice and then dive into either a TV series that he’d never go for (i.e. Hello, Gossip Girl on Netflix!), or make a misguided decision and watch a documentary that either freaks me out or makes me weep. Like, full on ugly cry weep with snot and chest heaves. This time it was this Showtime series called Time of Death. I think I dehydrated myself with the amount of tears shed. It hit me in all the feels. Lucky for me, before I started watching this series I had pre-planned with some comfort food. The weather was seriously stormy, so turning on my oven felt like the right thing to do. What happened next was this curried shepherd’s pie. Oh, and then like three hours of death-themed docu-series viewing and blubbering. I can’t be trusted to be alone with myself. On the plus side, I managed to have this comfort food ready in the wings. The last thing you need is to cry all the tears, get dehydrated and headache-y and then NOT have any food to put in your face. Never underestimate the drama of a girl who is both emotionally exhausted and hungry. Just ask my husband. […]
I’m going to ignore the fact that both Halloween and Thanksgiving have passed and try to shove more PUMPKIN down your throat. Sure, we’ve already mixed pumpkin and chocolate together — but not into a CINNAMON ROLL. Believe me, this is going to be good.
I know that typically after Thanksgiving has ended we launch straight into everything peppermint and holiday — so, I’m going to rebel a little (shocking, I know). I’m shoving pumpkin butter into some cinnamon rolls. I’m slathering them with chocolate glaze. I’m sprinkling the tops with sea salt. These feel like the holidays to me. I could totally eat one of these while snuggling by the fire with a cup of tea. Actually, that’s exactly what I did. Oh, and then I ate one straight out of the refrigerator later that night. Turns out they are good cold too. Just had to check. Sometimes I use my blog as an excuse to professionally late-night-snack. It’s slightly shameless. […]