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. . . nearly always prefer tall leather boots or a pair of heels to ankle boots, that is, of course, unless the ankle boots in question were suede and sprinkled in shimmery, glittery gold dust, which changes everything . . .
Pumpkin pie has never been something I particularly loved.
May 8th, 2012 There are a lot of great desserts in L.A., but none of them are quite as special as Gjelina’s Butterscotch Pot de Crème (Pizzeria Mozza’s Butterscotch Budino is a close second). It’s pretty much a weekend staple for me, which is kind of horrifying seeing as I now know just how much butter/heavy cream/crème fraîche is involved. It’s an insanely rich butterscotch pudding served with a dollop of whipped crème fraîche, a drizzle of caramel, and finished with a flaky sea salt.
It was moons ago now. I had fallen ill at my uncle’s cottage and took a turn. One week of vacation spent on the water prior to my final year of high school. It should have been the beginning of one of the most memorable years in my life. It was, but for all the wrong reasons.
Way back in November I made a birthday cake for D's mom ( the same one I made last year ) and it was looking plain. I didn't have enough frosting left to do anything fancy. I didn't feel like reprising the walnut decoration I did last year.
August 30th, 2011 Up until this past week, I had never tried key lime pie. As a lemon meringue enthusiast , I always chose the familiar favorite when given the opportunity. The thing I never realized was that key lime pie has a graham cracker crust, which in my opinion, is far superior. Since everything tastes better in miniature form (e.g.
January 3rd, 2012 There are certain occasions that require celebration cakes. They look like a party on a plate, with fun colors, lots of sprinkles, and each bite has the ideal amount of frosting. On the last day of 2011, I felt it a good time to bake up something special to bring us into the new year.
Sunday May 17, 2009 To me, no-bake cookies come right out of old cookbooks with worn canvas covers. I’ve seen plenty of no-bake recipes while browsing through my vintage cookbook collection, but never thought to try them myself.