Sometimes I think weekends exist out of time.
I lose track of what day (and often hour) it is. After a week of blow-drying my hair every morning and almost getting eaten by my diffuser, my hair sits atop my head in a ponytail or (if I’m feeling really ratty) a topknot. I begin to call a cookie a meal. The miracle of brunch makes alcohol acceptable before noon. And since I don’t yet have my company-issued phone, I’m not instantaneously accessible to my colleagues.
“Mawwaige, mawwaige! Mawwaige is what bwings us togetha today!” (If you haven’t seen The Princess Bride, I don’t know if we can be friends. Educate yourself.)
Anyway. Today we’re celebrating the darling Christina of Dessert for Two! She and her hubby-to-be are freakin’ adorable, and a bunch of her fellow bloggers decided to throw her our own version of a shower to celebrate them getting hitched.🙂
Howdy, friends! It’s been quite a while since my last post.
I had a lovely time over the holidays with my family and friends (those are my lovely college roommates below), ate a ton of really delicious food, and spent a lot of quality time on Amtrak.
I’m a stress baker.
You can all sympathize, right? I’m thinking specifically of my senior year of college, just before winter break, when I had one massive exam the next day. Let’s be clear–I was an English major. We didn’t do exams. We did papers. Write you 15 gorgeous pages on Joyce’s Ulysses? Sign me up. Multiple-choice questions, concept IDs, and timed short answer questions?! Not. So. Much.
So there, I was, trying to memorize a semester’s worth of political philosophy in one night, and what was I doing? Melting butter, measuring sugar, covering our apartment kitchen in flour, and adding an extra handful of chocolate chips.
My heart is still hurting. I, along with many other bloggers, joined in a Day of Silence yesterday for the victims of the unspeakable tragedy in Newtown, Connecticut, but it still doesn’t feel like enough. I know that I’ll never be able to comprehend the grief of all those affected, but my thoughts and prayers and tears have been with them since Friday. I can only hope that my children will live in a world a little less fearful than this one.
In honor of the spirit of family, friends, and love that is still so much a part of this season–now perhaps more than ever–I’m honored to bring you a guest post from a very special friend. Frequent readers will remember Cayce from our cake baking adventures, cupcake tastings, and her impending wedding, and today she’s sharing with you one of her family’s most treasured traditions (as well as a recipe): The Twelve Hours of Baking.
More cookies!! I told you it’s my favorite time of the year.🙂
So, last year I went light and bright with my flavors for the Great Food Blogger Cookie Swap…but this year, we went deep, dark, and chocolatey!
