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Category Archives: Holidays
“I’m very careful about what I put into my body, because I know what comes out of it is so precious.” Continue reading
Named in honor of the Queen of 80s Bubblegum Pop, the consumption of which might cause you do to forget whatever you might need to. Including the career of Ms. Gibson herself. Continue reading
There was nothing especially sweet about it, but then I thought, there rarely is with pain, whether it’s of the French or English variety. Continue reading
…consume the drink in one or two large gulps, and tell everyone who’s been staring at you for the past three minutes that you’re just fine.
When everyone else was praying for the souls of the recently departed, I was praying for breakfast. Continue reading
It is thanks to Maria von Trapp, God, Tom Lehrer, and that bottle of absinthe collecting dust on my liquor shelf that I am able to bring you a recipe that is sure to please (and thoroughly sozzle) your loved ones, just in time for the Holidays. Continue reading
My eyes rolled into the back of my head in the same spot where my brother’s had while acting dramatic with the brandy snifter in his hand. The two major differences being that I was not acting and that the brandy snifter was not in my hand… Continue reading
It looked like a Dutch Baby abandoned on the doorstep of a French woman with no maternal instinct.
What mattered, I suppose, was that a throng of teenaged girls loved it. Well, they loved the cake pops certainly. They ate what was underneath when there were no more of them to devour. What (seemingly) took forever to produce was gone in no time.
Just like my goddaughter’s little girlhood. Continue reading