the snowy poinsettia martini
Brace yourselves. Christmas is coming. Full-fledged, straight-up holly jolly is infiltrating the FMG space and here we’ve our first ho-ho-holy shit I’m drunk…
Brace yourselves. Christmas is coming. Full-fledged, straight-up holly jolly is infiltrating the FMG space and here we’ve our first ho-ho-holy shit I’m drunk…
Weekend greetings from Pennsylvania, where apparently there’s some old fart crochet conference or some shit going on. A big charter bus was parked…
I might like polenta more than potatoes. Shhh. Don’t tell the spuds. I’m not sure if this is universal, but polenta is pretty…
This is Halloween, this is Halloween, Halloween Halloween Halloween. Even though it’s only October 5. I am HYPED to share these cupcakes with…
Now this is fucking fall in a bowl. Raw Brussels sprouts are difficult to enjoy, and even roasted sprouts can still make a…
Rolling in with a non-pumpkin, but still very autumnal, treat to enjoy on this fine Hump Day. The other day I enjoyed my…
August means back to school, means easy lunch box snacks, means tasty treats for tired parents. Or, for me, pre run snacks. Awhile…
These poofy, floofy, indescribably tender rolls are an homage to mom’s weekly crescent rolls during my childhood. Except these aren’t crescent rolls. I…
One Monday afternoon I sipped on a glass of this Maple Sage Old Fashioned and ate a slice of apple coffee cake. A…
“It smells like a fucken Auntie Anne’s Pretzel stand.” – Me texting my mom and sister as I pulled out a batch of…