defining moments Coming up with recipes and menus is often about defining a moment rather than a taste. Yes, I’m trying to make a dish that tastes good, but I’m also trying to distill the essence of a particular moment into a flavor – communicate the breadth of all the feels I have but am … Continue reading
hippie karma & vegan cookies I’m always wary when things are going too well; I never get that lucky. Something comically disastrous is just waiting to happen when the going is good, and it always does. The reverse is true too: just when that bully Fate steals my lunch money, yet again, someone reaches out and … Continue reading
asia, apple pie, and emotional investment My mother may have told me not to put all my eggs in one basket, (the supermarket frowns on taking them out of the carton anyway), but my dad taught me to diversify: stocks and bonds, Fiat and Ford, oil futures and airlines, allocating investments to different economic sectors, different … Continue reading
Crown roast, cream puffs, and Christmas I usually refer to myself as a functional disaster. I say this not to be hard on myself, but because its true – I have a good job, I take care of my friends, I make good on promises and obligations, I recycle. I also overcommit, don’t sleep, and … Continue reading
Tres Leches cake and Grandmotherly Advice I’m sitting on the kitchen floor sniffling. Why? This: Yup, that’s a stand mixer full of egg whites. And tears. It’s like a little meteorological freak storm front hitting a low pressure system of feelings in a metal bowl. Global warming is real and it just melted the polar … Continue reading
Mexican Hot Chocolate cupcakes and dating advice from The Oatmeal I saw this the other day on The Oatmeal and I thought “hey, that could be about me. I rock climb. I bake cookies. I’m gonna bake cookies shaped like ewoks.” I don’t really know what an ewok is. The google provided some direction. They’re … Continue reading
Heading back to work Friday was tough – on one hand, there was no need to slather myself in SPF 100 – on the other, there was no sun, no catamaran, and no scheduled pineapple break. One way to remind myself of just how delightful Costa Rica was was to fix a snack my Tica … Continue reading
While somewhat a grinch, I really do have a soft spot for the holiday season when it comes to food, fuzzy sweaters and that one Salvation Army guy who dances while ringing not one, but two bells and partying like its 1899 with wassel, toddies or spiced buttered rum to warm up the insides. They’re … Continue reading
Erin had a birthday recently, and naturally I offered to make her boozy cupcakes. (One cannot make their own birthday cupcakes; its just not done. It is just not done.) Erin is a very special lady, so I wanted to make a very special boozy cupcake. But being me, I had to work late/take a … Continue reading
The Boozy Bakeshop 