Since moving down to California, I have been downright lonely. I have my husband, and he is pretty fab, but nothing beats the happiness of hanging out with a group of friends. Luckily for me, one of my best friends in the world has been preparing to move from our hometown down to California as well, and not just anywhere in this massive state. She moved in thirty minutes away from us. HOW IS THE WORLD SO BEAUTIFUL?
After giving her over twenty fours to unpack (more than enough time), we pleaded her to come hang out with us for an afternoon. Which turned into a night. Which turned into three nights. And I had so much fun with her that I’m experiencing a kind of post-fun blues now, but I’m resolving some of that blues by doing some of the fun things that we did together, like working on our Etsy accounts (mine is filled with food puns, hers with vintage sweaters) and eating these black forest pancakes. (more…)
Right now I am sitting outside gate B6, waiting to board my flight to Charlotte, North Carolina. I will be going down there with my bestest friend Allison. She is in school right now for air traffic control and is considering working at the tower in Charlotte, so we are staying with one of her mama’s friends for a week to check out the area.
This recipe comes to us on a bittersweet note. On the same day that this recipe was established and the photos were taken, my great grandfather passed away. I have not felt up to posting about how delicious and wonderful and magnificent these cookies are for the last couple of days, so I have waited.
So here is the New Years scoop: I made a resolution and broke it. Just like everybody else. But hey, just like everybody else, I will also defend my reasons for breaking it to make me feel better about it. You can tell me afterward if you think my excuse is valid or you can tell me what you are experiencing this year with resolutions or broken resolutions as well.