Boozy Cheesecake? Don't Mind If I Do.

I have been a really bad basic white girl this fall. Until Friday, I had yet to add pumpkin spice to a single thing, and we're just blowing through November! I finally rectified the situation, so if I had Uggs and wore leggings as pants, I could be back in the basic club in no… Continue reading Boozy Cheesecake? Don't Mind If I Do.

Facing My Fears…with Cake.

Guys, I'm in rough shape. When gently knocking on the door of 30, it's probably not the best idea to stay up until 2 a.m. eating cake and candy. I'm suffering from massive post traumatic dessert disorder today. Seven-year-old me would be so utterly disappointed in my lost ability to shovel cake and candy into… Continue reading Facing My Fears…with Cake.

Prepare to Be Terrified by Cuteness!

My only problem with Halloween is that there simply isn't enough time, enough space in my fridge, or stretchy enough pants for me to make all the spooktacular desserts that I want to stuff my face and the face of others with. I want to be able to make desserts so gross that people may… Continue reading Prepare to Be Terrified by Cuteness!

There's a Little Zombie in All of Us

When most people think of holiday baking, it's all fruitcakes, fudges, and gingerbread houses. When I think of holiday baking, it's all ghost cakepops, sugar skull cakes, and Nightmare Before Christmas birthday cakes. Clearly when I don a festive holiday hat, it has horns on it. When I sing holiday tunes, it's usually the theme… Continue reading There's a Little Zombie in All of Us

Still Trying to Survive the Blue Bell Shortage…

My husband and I will be celebrating our fourth nananiversary tomorrow, so naturally I asked him what type of dessert he wanted me to bake to celebrate (you know, so I can keep my status as 'solid choice' wife material on lock). He immediately decided upon ice cream sandwiches. I was at first very excited… Continue reading Still Trying to Survive the Blue Bell Shortage…

So Long, Summer!

Welcome to another riveting round of "Can She Find a Way to Put Booze in That?" ...the short answer is always yes. I mean, I'm still not good enough to turn water into wine, but I have found a way to add Baileys, Guinness, tequila, and hard cider to a lot of cakes and baked… Continue reading So Long, Summer!

When Drinking Baileys Just Isn't Enough…

It's that glorious time of the year when the temps are falling and white girls everywhere are Instagramming their pumpkin spice lattes. While I will pumpkin spice all the things eventually, I'm too caught up in yelling at my TV because sitting at the precipice of Autumn means one wonderfully American thing: NFL football is… Continue reading When Drinking Baileys Just Isn't Enough…

You Can't Take Me Camping, but You Can Take Me Baking.

I don't do camping. It's bad enough that there's no indoor plumbing and humidity is my hair's natural enemy, but the idea of being simultaneously eaten alive by mosquitoes and possibly bears just doesn't sit well with me. I'm what you call an indoor housewife. My husband knows taking me camping will involve lots of… Continue reading You Can't Take Me Camping, but You Can Take Me Baking.

At Least Cake Doesn't Make You Sweaty.

As most of you are aware, I hate summer. I hate it with a fiery passion that burns hotter than Texas in August, which is to say it is an incredibly intense abhorrence...especially after spending the week before last in cool, breezy, dreamy Vancouver and coming back into the nearly literal hellfire that is the… Continue reading At Least Cake Doesn't Make You Sweaty.

Hank Turns Four…ish!

I am an animal lover, but more specifically, I am a dog person. You have a dog that hates everyone? It will love me. On a 1-10 scale of being obsessed with my dogs, I'm Paris Hilton. If my house was burning down and I could only grab two things, well, I'd go up in… Continue reading Hank Turns Four…ish!