Two friends, miles apart, who love to bake!
Is there any combination better than orange and dark chocolate?? Well, maybe peanut butter and chocolate. But orange and dark chocolate is a close second! You know those chocolate oranges you get at Christmas? That you have to smack on the table to open? These …
Happy World Nutella Day! A holiday I didn’t know existed until last week, but plan on fully celebrating from now on. Did you know today is the 8th anniversary of the holiday?? The day even has its own Twitter if you feel the need to …
Is anyone else addicted to Pinterest? You’d think after all this time the novelty would have worn off…nope! I can still can spend hours just browsing. It has so many fun and clever and cute ideas for baking! There are pins and pins of gorgeous, creative treats. But when I want a simple, basic, traditional recipe? I go somewhere else. I open up my Friends of Whitman County Library “Recipes From Our Friends” cookbook. Whitman County is in rural Eastern Washington, full of quaint little farming towns (like my hometown…hi Colfax!). This cookbook is a collection of recipes from members of these communities. Think cute little grandmas who have spent decades perfecting these recipes while their husbands are out in the wheat field (this is a slight exaggeration, I’m sure. Not everyone who submits recipes is old. Or a farmer’s wife. But you get the idea).
I don’t understand the red velvet craze but it seems every time someone mentions red velvet, eyes glaze and ears perk up.
I used to hate Black Bottom Cupcakes growing up. Well, I should not say hate. Hate is a strong word. As mom used to say, “You should only hate the devil and Hitler.” I think it’s safe to throw in some others in that saying …
I need chocolate. Badly. And by need I mean I’ve been scrounging through cupboards, looking for lost gems hidden away for days just like today. Sadly…none to be found. I finished off some spice cake, straight from the pan with a fork, while I thought through my options.
The easy quick fixes, like no bakes or boxed brownies, just didn’t seem like they would cut it. I needed something more. -Sidenote- I was never allowed to make no bake cookies when I was younger. My dad said something along the lines of it wasn’t real baking, those were for children, I needed to make something more mature, etc., etc. etc. I suppose a thank you is in order…although it still seems like a harsh rule…
