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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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chocolate chip cookie cake

Hello! And apologies for the silence in this space. The quiet is a good thing - my summer has been lovely and busy; my family and I enjoying quality time together. So baking and blogging has been on the back burner for the better (that sentence had too many b‘ words and a terrible attempt at a kitchen pun, which means I‘ve had way too much coffee today). I‘ll be back again later this week with another recipe and some trip photos

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raspberry crme frache ice cream cake

Summer afternoon - summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.‘ - Henry James I have to agree with Mr. James here; summer is magic. With my littles at home and days filled with swimming, reading, long walks, trips to the library, canoeing, hammocking, lego building, and not homeworking, I am entering August on tiptoes, knowing there are only four weeks of leisure left. Twenty-nine day

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north

Meanwhile the world goes on. Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain are moving across the landscapes, over the prairies and the deep trees, the mountains and the rivers. Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air, are heading home again. Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination, calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting over and over announcing your place in the family o

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dark chocolate olive oil cake

I believe food should capture your spirit. Your food, I believe, is a compilation of your journey in life - it collects bits and pieces as you go. From youth and culture, from travel, and from day-to-day experiences. It is also very much an evolution Food‘s ability to bring people together is unparalleled. It is at the foundation of our cultures; it is the goodness we can bring to ourselves and others. When we celebrate food and retain its

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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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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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