All in Baking

Tahini Cereal Treats

Hello, earthlings! Guess what this week was? My birthday!!! Yes, the whole week. Just kidding. I realized I kind of overcompensated with talking about my birthday ahead of time and then people did 1,000 nice things for me rather than the 5 to 10 that I kind of anticipated. I got free fancy dinners, gifts, macarons, a babka, a bacon egg and cheese, mad drinks at da club (a bar or two), and a surprise party that I had to cancel cause all the previous fun knocked me down and I caught a lil flu!

Speculoos Cake with Cream Cheese Frosting

Luckily I own a Corgi and a Labrador, otherwise I wouldn't have moved from this spot on the couch for the full day. But I had to walk those two nincompoops, so I wasn't completely sedentary. Can you blame me, though? New York "feels like" 106 degrees and that's approximately the temperature at which I like hot tubs, so now imagine walking around in that with clothing on. Does Santa Claus have a son who's single and ready to let me marry him for an easy in to North Pole citizenship?

Summer Fruit Greek Yogurt Tart

How does everybody feel about the idea of breakfast pie? Or, I guess this is a tart, really. I spent this weekend working my v hardest to empty out my fridge of all the goodies that Danny brought home from the farmer's market, yet had no plans for. Peaches that bruised before my eyes and way too many berries--all very good things, but tough to make last, you know? 

Ube Gooey Butter Cake

I'm writing to you, dear readers, from 2 inches from my air conditioner. New York City remains the temperature of a flippin Fourth of July hot dog. We're talking like 90 plus degrees. Oof. Mama is ready for Christmas. And for the days when turning on the oven to bake doesn't sound like the worst idea of my life. 

Sour Cherry Cobbler

Happy weekend o' the Fourth! I've been busy as heck with summery things like beach plans and time at the dog park. Yesterday was the sunniest, most beautiful day so Danny and I took the doggies on a long walk through Queens. Jelly, in true labrador fashion, found a huge fountain in front of the Queens courthouse and hopped in for a swim. Still kicking myself that I didn't capture that on camera.

Mini Cardamom Blackberry Pavlovas

I'm hoooome! This month was a whirlwind of travel that went out with a bang, meaning drunken karaoke on Friday night that had me completely bedridden all day on Saturday. But I enjoyed every second of not having to go anywhere; you forget what a homebody you are until you've spent three weeks not sitting on your couch watching the same Gilmore Girls episode for the zillionth time.

Mother's Day Stroopwafel Brunch

Attention, s'il vous plait, attention! (I hope you imagined that in my best Phyllis Nefler voice. The color's wrong, the collar's wrong, the material's a nightmare from hell....) In case you missed it, Daelmans stroopwafels have arrived in the USA. When i heard the news, I reached out and asked them if I could write some recipes for them; they graciously replied and shared tons and tons and tons of stroopwafels with me; me and my snack shelves have never been happier.

Grapefruit Cake

Just got home from a 75-minute yoga class that was made up of, like, fifty percent head stands (which I can't do, but I really tried). Now I'm eating cold pizza and Cherry Garcia. Because what is a human woman but a bundle of paradoxes waiting to be untangled?