A little spicy, super lime-y and delicious sweet, these Hot Honey Lime Wings are the perfect weeknight meal. The marinade takes 5 minutes to whisk together and the wings bake in the oven. Toss the wings with the sauce and dinner is one the table!
Let me start by saying thank you so much to all of you who pre-ordered my new book, The Year of Cozy. Your support truly means the world to me.
Have you ever had someone be very skeptical about something you’re making. These people can also be referred to as H8TERZ. They drink haterade as they sit there and h8te.
When I was discussing this recipe with my boyfriend, as I often do, he was h8ting HARD. He didn’t like the peach. He didn’t like the bourbon. “It’s too common of a combination.” Blah blah I don’t care. It’s a delicious combination that’s why you see it a lot and I’ve never seen it on ribs so let me live!
We’re not really in the dog days of summer. When I think of that term I picture early August, humidity that humbles you and days that involve inner tubes, a river, a cooler full of beer and a janky waterproof radio. Those are some dreamy summer days; instead I’ll be super busy making pie after pie recipe and wishing I had central air conditioning. I’m not complaining, in fact, I’m super excited about my summer.
I’ve officially turned into one of those women who looooves going to Target. I honestly used to despise going there (it felt too errand-y), but two days ago I went for a very short list of things and then went INSANE! I had to use every ounce of self-control in my body not to spend like $500 on random shiz that I totally felt like I needed/wanted/needed. Throw back Lisa Frank folders were speaking to me. And I mean…the cosmetic section? Wha! Amazing, hello! Their Nate Berkus home stuff? Like, really really cute. And their bathing suits? Not too shabs at all.
Their summer stuff section made me so excited about 4th of July. I may have bought cute s’more skewers, two jumbo bags of marshmallows and a few boxes of graham crackers. Also am pretty stoked on the fact that I have this donut floaty in my possession right this very second. P.S. I should’ve bought a basketball pump because my cheeks hurt from trying to fill this dang thing with air.
If I had one wish right now, I’d grant all of us a summer vacation. Not, like, a college version of summer vacation, though I think all of us would take that too, but a real, kid-like summer vacation.
I’m talking water balloon fights, playing tag for hours with the neighborhood kids, watching TV until 3pm and maybe even a lil’ summer camp thrown into the mix, ‘cuz sometimes you need a break from your parents (and then you learn that summer camp is really just them needing a break from you).
Honestly, my favorite part about summer was watching Wimbledon in my pajamas until the mid-afternoon, all whilst eating ice cream straight from the carton. And sure, some could argue that I could do that now…but the guilt! Wasting days away doing nothing are never guilt-less. Not worth it.
So yeah, I wish all of us could have a guilt-less, do nothing, have fun kind of summer.