Those of you celebrating Galentine’s Day and proclaiming love sucks, I’m going to need you to look away for this one. Yes, this tomato soup is the color of your bleeding heart. And yes, that is an adorable little heart-shaped nubbin of goat cheese. I just couldn’t help myself. It’s really more about my love of goat cheese and all goat products than anything else. Don’t
Love sucks. Love hurts. Love wounds and marks. Maybe I’m being inventive with the song lyrics there, but I stand by them. I should mention I used to think the lyrics to Low Rider said ‘oh-my-god.’ Remember that, brother? You had to pull over because you were laughing so hard. Anyway, I’m a happily married gal these days (who married WAY out of her league somehow),
This Valentine’s Day, I’d like you give you a gift. You can hold it in the palm of your hand, it’s chewy, spicy and delicious. It’s my cold little black heart. I hope you like it! These homemade black licorice chews are a fun addition to a ‘Love Sucks’ Galentine’s Day party. I hope you guys are liking the anti-Valentine’s Day series we have going
He cheated. She lied. It’s over. Like a knife through the heart. I’m here for you, friend. And I come bearing chocolate. Chocolate sour cream break-up cake, to be exact. This mini cake serves one newly single lady. Or, one recently unattached man. Or, one sad chick. Or, one melancholy dude. There’s no better way to move onward and upward than with chocolate. The cake is
When I was writing my list of Valentine’s Day desserts for two ideas, a recipe to please a ‘chocolate-peanut butter lover’ made the list. I hadn’t exactly fleshed it out yet, only knowing I wanted to do some kind of variation on the power couple that is chocolate and peanut butter. I bought a mini heart-shaped mold about 3.28 seconds after Adrianna posted these adorable sugar cubes,
Hey there! Did you miss me yesterday? I don’t think I’ve ever missed a Monday post in the 6 years I’ve been writing this blog. Back when I gave birth on a Friday, I checked in on Monday. Anyway, on Saturday I skipped a meal because life was crazy, which lead to a little hypoglycemia attack. The cure for hypoglycemia is just to eat something—ANYTHING! But
Hiya! How ya doin’? I’m just checking in here with heaps of good news! But look–these updates make my life sound fantastic 24/7. When in fact, all of these fabulous things happen spaced out over many months, and I save them up to share with you all at once. There are a lot of dirty diapers, sticky dishes, and blah days in between the good days.
Alright dudes. Listen up. I’m going to be your girl. I’m going to help you propose this Valentine’s Day. All you have to do is buy the ring (check her pinterest board for examples of what she wants), and I’ll supply the adorable/charming/brag-to-her-friends proposal plan. You’re going to bake for her. Specifically, you’re going to bake heart-shaped chocolate chip cookies. I know what you’re thinking–‘I