I used to be one of those psycho people who liked to be really hungry for Thanksgiving dinner. So instead of having breakfast, I’d just power through the day so I could REALLY enjoy dinner. But then that lead to be, like, being mean to people so now I make sure to eat breakfast AND I always have an appetizer prepped.
This is perfect for that because it can be made the day before and then heated up when hanger-vibes strike.
This weekend I accompanied my best friend to look for wedding dresses. When she made the appointments, we both sort of rolled our eyes and shrugged our shoulders. I guess we’re gonna have to do this. Neither of us are super girly so the idea of having to go to a bridal boutique or whatever didn’t sound all that exhilarating…until we got there.
Man, it was way more fun and emotional than I ever thought it was going to be. It was such a happy experience! It made me appreciate all the steps along the way to getting married. It made me happy for her and for me and for her mom, who was so grateful and thrilled to witness every single dress, good or bad.
What did you do?
Are you realizing that Thanksgiving is like a stone’s throw away?! I went to CVS the other day and they just skipped from Halloween to Christmas! JUST LIKE THAT! It’s really intense and aggressive and it’s stressing me out.
Are you a corn syrup hater? You probably are. Everyone is and I get it. I do.
Since I use it so sparingly, I’m not that weird about it. There are some instances when it offers results that are pitch perfect. Examples: Fudge sauce (the sheen that corn syrup provides is dreamy) and marshmallows (man, oh man, it’s just a must).
I do hate corn syrup in ice cream. Oh good gracious. I can actually taste the acid in the corn syrup in the back of my throat. It’s awful. A lot of ice cream makers have started to include corn syrup because it provides such a glorious and smooth texture to ice cream. I get it. I do.
But there are other instances where corn syrup can easily be swapped out and I take those opportunities any chance I get. Namely, pecan pie. And in this case, walnut pie…with bitters because YAAASSSS!
Amelia and Joy the Baker have never met. But I know they would get along because they’re both what I could consider “peanut butter enthusiasts.”
Amelia, in her little time on this planet, has tried peanut butter every which way: cheap creamy peanut butter (read: Jiff), all-natural chunky peanut butter, smokey peanut butter, and even peanut butter mixed with honey. She prefers her peanut butter vessels to be human spoons, slices of apple, bananas or even sneakily off the side of a bowl. She does not discriminate.
Joy prefers her peanut butter on coupled with bacon, and in smoothies, and in her new book, Homemade Decadence, she puts PB on a bed of buttery chocolate crumbs and tops it with perfectly whipped cream and calls it a pie. An-omg-yes-please-pie.