I am not a fan of Valentine’s Day. Which may be the worst possible way to start a post about heart shaped cookies with little love messages on them – but, there it is. All those hearts, and the pink and the red and the flowers and the mushy sentiments, they just make my skin itch. Continue reading
I had a very crafty childhood. Perhaps it was because those were the dark days before internet, Wii games, and DVRs with on-demand kiddie shows. The days when a stay at home mom had to do more than push a button to keep two active kids entertained. Don’t read that as judgement, please – I’m about to become a button pushing mom myself. But something about being pregnant has made me increasingly nostalgic about my own childhood, and my memories of the fun and crazy things my brother and I did, all in the name of daytime entertainment. A lot of what I remember was food related. Or at least kitchen related. I specifically recall getting to do “experiments” – which involved a dish tub and a large number of random ingredients, some edible (flour, spices, etc) and some not so much (dirt, bugs), all mixed up with water into something that can only be described as nasty. I’m sure it was a great way to keep a little one distracted and out of the way – but wow! I can’t believe my mom supported that kind of craziness. And cleaned up after it. Continue reading
Disclosure: I do not like the above photo. It is too dark. The backdrop is awful. And I don’t know what possessed me to write “eat me” on a dipped marshmallow. Also, you should know that I actually do like the taste of those little conversation hearts. And I already ate all of them.
Thanks for listening.
I had planned to post a recipe for Chocolate Shortbread Hearts with Cherry Icing this weekend. And this post about Cinnamon Marshmallows was going to be posted last week. But then I made the shortbread cookie dough and put it in the fridge . . . and then I ate some of it (no raw eggs, yay!). And then I forgot to bake it the next day, so I took it to work with me the following day. Continue reading