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See that first cookie. Isn’t it beautiful? All round and chocolate-y. It is a perfect example of a cookie. Only the finest of ingredients were used…organic almond flour, expensive dark Valrhona chocolate and creamy, fresh butter. What is not to love about this cookie. Well, that would be the taste. It tastes horrible. I am... Continue Reading →
It’s officially autumn - hooray! Do you know what that means? It means falling leaves, crisp air, sweaters and, of course, baking. Actually I should say BAKING! Last May my sister surprised me with a wonderful birthday present – a Kitchen Aid mixer. Um yeah, a Kitchen Aid. Booyah baby sister. Have you ever used... Continue Reading →
Can you really elevate a brownie? I mean, really, is it possible? And yes, before you say it, I know, ice cream. Of course. That is a la mode but not the a la mode I was looking for. I wanted to elevate the brownie before it was even out of the pan, before the ice... Continue Reading →
Adorable! I know! And so very festive. And the best part, these are the tri-color cookies I made last July. I wanted to test out how long I could freeze these cookies and have them taste the same as the day they were made. Turns out, I can freeze them at least five months. I... Continue Reading →
I have always treated the notion that people who do not like chocolate as an urban legend, like chupacabras or one size fits all. But I can understand, albeit skeptically, not being in the mood for chocolate. That is where vanilla comes in. And orange and vanilla, um, divine. The recipe from Dianasaur Dishes calls for one teaspoon of orange juice,... Continue Reading →
I I know, I know. I hear you. The name of this blog should probably be called living a la dulce de leche. I did let this particular obsession get a little out of hand. And my waistline agrees. While I was in Knoxville this past weekend I made an offhand comment to one of my... Continue Reading →
When dear friends of mine go on wonderfully romantic and international vacations, I find solace in food. I know, shocking. But instead of sitting with a pint of Ben and Jerry's in my sweat pants when my friend Robert went on his Mediterranean sojourn with his love Jeff, I baked the classic Italian tri-color cookies.... Continue Reading →