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),
You may be wondering why I have a dessert on my yoga mat. What does yoga have to do with a food blog? Here’s the thing: this blog is fueled by yoga. I have a full-time job, I’m a wife (read: laundry-doer, house cleaner, lunch packer, short-order cook), and I run this blog along with any other side projects that come along as a result.
What do we eat on a daily basis? Are you curious? I’m endlessly fascinated by what y’all eat every day. I read quite a few blogs where people document their daily meals. And I love them. So, I thought I’d share an overview of what we eat. Breakfast: Twice a month, I bake a double or triple batch of granola for my husband. My go-to recipe is
You’re not going to read this paragraph; you’re just going to scroll straight down and hurry to get to the photos, so go on. I’ll wait. You’ll be back after you look at all the photos. I made the executive decision to exclude my family from this public sharing. A wedding day is very personal. I don’t want to exploit my friends and family on
I apologize for being scarce with details. I thought y’all didn’t care (and maybe you don’t!), and I really wanted to keep the focus on desserts because the core of me is made of sugar and that’s all there is. The virtual wedding shower that sweet Joanne, Shelly, Kristan, Megan, Lauren, Julie, Tara, Madison, Jenna, and Krissy threw me was SO touching. The truth is,
Would you like a tour of my kitchen? I’m so sorry I didn’t ask sooner! This is the Dessert For Two kitchen. It’s also the granola-making-every-Sunday kitchen. It’s the pack-lunch-everyday kitchen. And it’s the make-dinner-from-scratch every night kitchen. I spend more time in here than any other room in the house. When we first moved in, in May, my Mom told me I should hire
I originally didn’t think this news was blog-worthy. However, my Dad caught some great photos of me trying on wedding dresses and I thought y’all might like to see. I’ll be back later this week with a new recipe. So back to the news: I’m getting married. Now, now, don’t go all overboard on me. We’re in our very late 20s, and we don’t need