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chocolate chip mini cakes with peanut butter buttercream

Who I am is certainly part of how I look and vice versa. I want to know where I begin and end, what size I am, and what suits me I am not ‘in‘ this body, I am this body. Waist or no waist. But all the same, there‘s something about me that doesn‘t change, hasn‘t changed, through all the remarkable, exciting, alarming, and disappointing transformations my body has gone through. There is a person there who isn‘t o

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musings and ramblings: bread crumbs and spilled wine

It is a beautiful day here, one of those early spring days that throws me into a fit of nostalgia. I sit in the sun, letting it wash over my frozen white skin; the thaw is finally starting. I let my memories melt as well, bleeding into each other, taking me down forgotten roads and out-of-the way alleys. Five years ago on a day like this you would have found me in my car, driving over to see my grandma, Virginia. She loved these kind of days, se

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citrus bundt cake

What we call the beginning is often the end And to make an end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from.‘ - TS Eliot, Four Quartets Somehow we‘re back to blood oranges. A year ago I made doughnuts with them, and quick bread. I‘m not quite sure where the time went - months have flown by, with so many changes, yet somehow it is all a blur. This Bundt cake is adapted from Yossy‘s beautiful book Sweeter Off the V

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almond cake with chocolate and amaretto buttercream + a giveaway

Mother‘s Day is just around the corner. I often forget about it; not about celebrating my own mother, of course, but about that fact that it is now a day for others to celebrate my contribution to their life. I am a Mom every day I get two littles up for school each morning; guide them through dressing and eating and brushing teeth while cramming folders and lunch boxes into back packs. I wait at bus stops. I take breaks from working and b

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rhubarb lemonade

I took a much needed trip to Winona last weekend - my husband surprised me for Mother‘s Day and sent me to a bed and breakfast, along with my old college roommate (and still dear friend), Kate. Kate and I lived together for several years in Winona, so we spent most our time walking around the Winona State University campus feeling nostalgic and dreamy, and catching up on everything. So much has changed since our time there, yet so much is s

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olive oil sugar cookies with blood orange glaze

Last fall, the day before my book came out, I decided I was going to spend the entire winter reading. My plan was to take my kids to the bus stop each morning, send them off with a kiss and a wave, and then take a giant mug of warm coffee (with a splash of half and half), curl up in my bed under piles of blankets, and read all the books. Yes, all of them. However, today as I was washing dishes after an entire day in the kitchen baking, it occurre

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dunn brothers coffee

**This post is sponsored by Dunn Brothers Coffee. As usual, all opinions are my own.** Coffee is a lot more than just a drink; it‘s something happening. Not as in hip, but like an event, a place to be, but not like a location, but like somewhere within yourself. It gives you time, but not actual hours or minutes, but a chance to be, like be yourself, and have a second cup. - Gertrude Stein, Selected Writings Spending time at a coffeehouse f

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triple ginger coffeecake

How to Eat a Poem Don‘t be polite. Bite in. Pick it up with your fingers and lick the juice that may run down your chin. It is ready and ripe now, whenever you are. You do not need a knife or fork or spoon or plate or napkin or tablecloth. For there is no core or steam or rind or pit or seed or skin to throw away. -Eve Merriam ************************************************* Nicole Gulotta, of the blog Eat This Poem, has a new book out, wh

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crme frache cake with roasted berries and white chocolate buttercream + a le creuset giveaway

My children are curious ones, often on tip-toe or climbing up onto kitchen stools, trying to figure out what I‘m always doing in the kitchen. Sometimes they jump in and help: throwing on their little aprons and grabbing spatulas and whisks, and other times they are content with just peeking into bowls and moving on. I find their interest in that space constantly ebbs and flows, and the days I‘m in a hurry and don‘t need help are

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