A Cake Walk Down Memory Lane

One of my favorite things growing up was Thanksgiving Day…not just because of the incredible food and family time, but because my birthday is in November and we always celebrated it on Thanksgiving. Now normally that meant birthday pumpkin pie, which I was (and still am) ALL about…but one year I thought I’d mix it up and asked my mom for a 3-tier funfetti cake. Somehow she pulled it off and totally wowed me…all those rainbow colored white chocolate chips 😍 I didn’t even know we had 3 different sized pans! That year in particular, the news had been warning us about the possibility that we would feel significant aftershocks from an earthquake on December 3. It was kind of a big deal, since in southern Ohio we didn’t often have to deal with earthquakes. One of the times I went to the counter to admire my cake, I was shocked to see it leaning severely to the right, having gotten too warm from the heat of the oven. My Mom said, “the earthquake came early.” I should have taken that as an early warning that in baking, as in life, things don’t always go according to plan!

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My Love Letter to Lemons

I don’t know where the obsession started…I remember I started drinking Diet Coke with a wedge of lime on vacation in Florida when I was 16. It must have been at some point after that when I switched to lemon since many restaurants don’t have lime available. THEN when I started paying for myself at restaurants, I quickly realized they charge a fortune for pop (soda…{eyeroll}…whatever.) so I started ordering water with lemon. That turned into “can I please have A LOT of lemon?” which turned into Brian adding after I order “she means like a WHOLE lemon.” Once a server asked me if I was planning to make lemonade. I just stared at him, confused. He said, “you know, some people order a bunch of lemons, use the sugar packets on the table and make their own lemonade for free.” 

Me: “Ugh, no. I would never ruin my lemon water like that.” 

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These Are The Cookbooks of My Life

When Brian and I got married, I only knew how to cook a few things. Fried eggs, hot dogs (can that really be considered cooking?) and mac and cheese out of the box. There might have been a few more things, but trust me when I tell you my range was limited. Looking back, I’m not really sure why. My Mom is a great cook and I watched her in the kitchen sometimes, but I guess I just didn’t have an interest in learning. I was usually off somewhere with a book, I guess. 

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The Perfect Fall Dessert- Gluten Free Pumpkin Crisp

I’ve Gone Crisp-Crazy!

After all this time….I’m doing it! I’m writing a blog! If you’re wondering why there are two titles, let me explain. My husband is a web/computer/marketing guy, so he’s always saying stuff like “you have to use words people are searching,” while running off to look up the average monthly search volume or some such nonsense. (I’m kidding…I know it’s not nonsense.) Then I look blankly at him and say, “Uh huh….yeah….I think I’m going to name it something fun and whimsical.” So what you see up there is what you call a compromise. Nailed it. 

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