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  • Chiquita’s Amber & Tan Bundt

    As many of you are aware, November 15 is National Bundt Day.  This is the third year I’ve observed the day by baking an original recipe Bundt cake, and the third year that there has been a unique emotional circumstance attached to the event.  In 2011, I was on the verge of buying a house and, as I baked my Tiramisu Bundt in my tiny apartment kitchen, I knew it would be one of the last things I baked in the place that had been home for almost 15 years.  2012 brought the Avenging Dark Chocolate Bacon Scourge Bundt of Doom, the result of several sources of frustration and annoyance translating themselves into dessert.

    This year, on November 13, I was told by a dear friend that one of the most amazing girls I have ever had the honor of knowing had passed away. read more

    I was here and read this!

  • When Beer Ensues

    Sometimes, what you say isn’t nearly as important as how you say it.

    My love and I have been apart for a little while now and will be apart for a little while longer, due to life being life and circumstances being circumstances, but we check in with each other once or twice a day. Due to a rather large time difference, his day is wrapping up just as mine is getting started, so our exchanges consist of one recounting the events of the day as the other is laying out a plan for how it is hoped the new day will go.

    In one recent conversation, at the end of his day, his list of ‘things done’ fell slightly short of the previous conversation’s list of ‘things hoped to get done’. By way of explanation for this discrepancy, he offered the following:

    “In the interest of full disclosure, beer ensued.” read more

    I was here and read this!

  • The Clanking Sheep of Norway & Other Tales for Troubled Teens

    There is one facet of the beauty in that subject line that can be seen by only two people in this world.

    The obvious beauty, of course, can and I’ve no doubt will be appreciated by millions, for who among us would not be warmed by thoughts of fjords, wandering sheep, loud clanking noises and smiling juveniles whose potential delinquency has been thwarted by fine literature?

    But only two people were there when the connection between those elements was made, only two people know how it happened and why, and these are the kind of things that make relationships worth having; not only the secrets that you share, but the secrets that you create. read more

    I was here and read this!