I’m dropping in from Taos, New Mexico. Currently, I’m at this brewery, sitting outside, looking out a bunch of snow-capped mountains. The DJ is playing a trumpet to a Fly Lo song and it’s weird and funny and awesome. It’s beautiful here. I knew it would be beautiful, but it’s like a million times more beautiful than I expected.
These muffins were from last week, when I was wanting to make something for breakfast that I could shove in my purse for my flight. I’m a grandma. I’ve also been working with a freelance client on some recipes and she’s really into spelt flour. I wasn’t super duper familiar but I really love its nutty flavor. It’s grown on me big time.
There are a few things that I did differently with these muffins. For one, I always find that strawberries are kinda soggy in muffins. ME NO LIKEE. So, I did this thing where I dehydrate them in the oven for about 15 minutes. Feel free to skip this step if you’re strapped for time or are feeling sort of lazy. Whatever, the muffins will still be awesome.
I picked up a new hobby. Pottery. Wheel throwing, to be precise. It started as a fun little idea of “trying something new,” which then transpired into me being amongst 300 (!!) people signing up at 7am on a random Saturday morning. (Yes, 300 people showed up to sign up for art classes.) There was a lottery for the pottery class I wanted and I was chosen! I never win anything. Ever. So, I obviously went to my first class, which was this past Monday, and well, let’s just say I had an accident.
It was a scene straight out of a romantic comedy and I was playing one of those dumb awkward girls who are cute and happen to bump into everything. (This doesn’t happen in real life, guys.) So there I was, pushing the wheel with my right foot, attempting to center my piece of clay, except I was unknowingly working with a faulty wheel, so when I went to press the clay down it flew off the wheel, hitting my bucket of water, hitting other students and pouring all over electrical cords. My stern (sort of of mean-ish) teacher kept saying in her Eastern European accent, “Dis has never ever happened. Thirty yearrrrz of teaching, never happened. I can’t believe it. Thirty yearzzz.”
So is pottery going well? I’d say it could be going better. Wheel throwing is awkward, it hurts my back and I apparently am dangerous. Burning bananas and folding them into a batter is what I’m better at. Doing this sort of activity is familiar, comforting and tastes delicious. I’m going to stick with pottery to see if I can get better, but if you sit next to me, you might need to wear a helmet. You have been warned.
Everyone has their go-to drink. Since I’m a complicated human, I have three go-to drinks. They are as follows: my number uno: old fashioned (swoon!); my number dos: gin and tonic (I used to love you more); my number tres: dark and stormy (hai). You’re familiar with a dark and stormy, yes? In case you haven’t, here’s the definition:
Dark and Storm-y
1. Delicious effing cocktail I like to drink. A lot.
JK JK JK…
Dark and Storm-y
1. A cocktail consisting of black rum mixed with ginger beer, garnished with a lime and served in a highball glass.
A few days ago I decided that this cocktail consisting of ginger flavors, lime flavors and dark rum flavors should combine forces and be, like, an ensemble cast…in a quick bread.
Think, It’s a Wonderful Life or something, quick bread-style. Uncle Billy would totally be the rum, and George would be the ginger…and Mary…and…I’ll stop now.
I’m in the mood to talk about ice cream…so we’re gonna do that.
Ice cream flavors. So many to choose from! They can say so much about a person, am I right? As a kid, what was your go-to flavor? Let’s dicusss…
Popular flavor #1: Bubble gum ice cream. That was usually the girly-girl. I always considered it a stupid flavor. Very ill-conceived. The gum gets all hard and unchewable, too sweet and a lil’ too pink. If Barbie was a real life living girl, I’d bet she’d order bubble gum ice cream.
Popular flavor #2 & #3: Vanilla and chocolate. Straight, narrow and safe. But you know, sometimes you want something delicious and basic. Almost like a great pair of fitted jeans or the perfect white tee. Basics are cool. I feel like the straight-A student went with vanilla and chocolate. (I’m totally putting people in boxes right now!! Ice cream boxes!!)
Popular flavor #4 & #5: Mint chocolate chip and cookies n’ cream. These two flavors are totally interchangeable. They’re practicality the same thing: vanilla ice cream with oreos or refreshing chocolate. All of my friends ordered these flavors. Solid choices. For the record, I respect these ice cream flavors.
Weirdo flavor #1: Pistachio. Ahhhh yea! That was allll me. I was the strange 6 year old asking for pistachio. I think some adults liked to think I had fancy taste, but really it was just the light green color that I loved so much. And, I liked rebellious ice cream flavors. Pistachio ice cream is like the ugly mutt of the ice cream world.
I’m never the girl that’s super prepared for things.
I wash my clothes only when I start wearing mismatched socks. I wash my hair when I can’t go another day. I only buy paper towels when I start using bath towels to clean up messes.
And the list goes on…and on. And on.
I think it’s just that I’m really good at wingin’ stuff. It’s how I like livin’…
The only season I actually prepare for is Fall. I dig it so much that I can’t just can’t help it.
I buy sweaters while it’s still hot outside. My boot game starts to get good when I really should be wearing sandals. I have 30 minute conversations (in September) with my dad about turkey brining plans.
And as of right now, I have thirty-two Fall-ish recipes written down in a notebook that I can’t wait to make. Yeah, I’m way prepared.
Umm…that picture up there is me totally jumping the gun on Fall.
But I need you to understand something. It’s serious. Are you ready? Okay, this is the thing: this entire blog has been built on the love for “cozy” food. Soooo….Fall is a huge deal for me. HUUUUGE. Think of it like the olympics of food blogging, for me. MA-JOR. Major.
It’s totally the most charming season.
There’s pea coats, trips to the apple orchard, pumpkin spice lattes, warm ciders, scarves, fluffy biscuits and cuddling. LET’S ALL CUDDLE!!!