I’m baaaaaack! In fact, I’m back in more ways than one. Back to blogging, back to school, and back in the swing of things. It’s good to be back. But let me tell you, being back isn’t all fun and games, rainbows and unicorns, flowers and fairy dust. In some ways it’s difficult to be back because, by being [...]
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I love my Belgian waffle-maker. For nearly a year, it’s been a trusty appliance that’s yielded many perfect, fluffy waffles. Unfortunately, what I’m about to share with you is the waffle-maker’s nemesis. They’ll turn your Belgian wafflemaker into a hot mess, your kitchen countertop a site of a flour-bomb explosion, and your hands a dirty receptacle for cinnamon sugar. Ooey gooey innards will caramelize into [...]
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A bright-, blue-eyed little girl wanders around the front lawn, grass stalks tickling the sides of her sandaled feet. The cloudy sky casts a cold illumination on a pinwheel spinning nearby in the garden. The yellow house sits, rather amused, as she circles it, searching for something. What is she searching for so diligently? It seems to spur her every motion, as [...]
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It’s been getting colder. And colder. And it will surely get even colder in the midst of winter. Quite frankly, I could easily live with forgoing winter. The Earth’s seasonal cycle could spontaneously change to just spring, summer, and autumn, and I wouldn’t shed a tear. With the daily high temperatures dipping into the twenties, [...]
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Never ask a man who is devoid of culinary knowledge to fetch you an obscure-sounding ingredient. If it doesn’t rhyme with clour, dutter, rugar, or zilk, don’t even let the request slip from your lips. It’s a lost cause. How do I know this? Well. Yesterday morning I was in desperate need of masa harina, a [...]
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The skin on its body is wrinkled and cracked. Giant air pockets occupy the space between its gnarled surface and footless base, like the final, desperate gasps issued before the kiss of patisserie death. Where there should be feet gracefully skirting its extremities, there is a dark abyss of nothingness. Its very name strikes fear [...]
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