I love granola. I think I get it from my dad.
Especially when I make it myself and control the ingredients.
I love granola. I think I get it from my dad.
Especially when I make it myself and control the ingredients.
Guess what? You’ve got less than a week to Valentine’s Day. (And these biscotti will keep until then even if you make them right this second. They are like the cracker of the cookie world.)
I used to work in the holiday/gift “industry”. V-day was our biggest holiday and by now I would have been up to my eyeballs in pink and red hearts, ribbons, vases, etc. I do not miss the frenzy. Working all night, being too busy to even drink a few gulps of water, fielding last minute dudes who forgot the holiday until that very second, and once I was even seriously hard-core cussed out by some lady who was pissed I could not break a $100 bill for a $6 sale. People are nuts!
For years it was an unheard of luxury for me to actually celebrate vday. I was too exhausted, hungry, annoyed by crazy people, etc.
These days I get to celebrate as I choose. As leisurely as I want. It might mean making chocolate biscotti to share with a loved one. (It always means making a chocolate cake for my dad.)
February is going to be a month of breakfast. Yup. . .I am going to focus on only breakfast blogging. Surprising because for about the first 30+ years of my life I didn’t really eat breakfast. Not that I didn’t like a good breakfast from time to time (or a sausage McMuffin to soak up a few to many cocktails) but I was busy and didn’t make time for morning food. Plus eating before noon made me feel yucky.
In my old (healthier) age, all that has changed. I always eat breakfast now. Usually nothing too giant. I’m not downing plates full of pancakes and sausage every morning, but some sort of sustenance in the a.m. is a good thing. Read the rest of this entry
Almond cake doesn’t sound fancy. It’s not really. It’s easy to make with things you may already have on hand in your pantry.
BUT.. it tastes fancy! I made this a few weeks back for my aunt’s birthday. It is dense and chewy and buttery and nutty and fantastic. My own birthday is in a few days and I just may have to make it again for myself. It’s that good. (Except there are so many other things on my ‘to try’ list. . .choices, choices.)
How was Christmas? Are you still full? Exhausted? Paper cut from all the unwrapping you did? Yup. Me too.
Now on to New Years Eve. (But I am so tired!)
Planning to party big for New Years Eve? I have no New Years Eve plans. Unless you call being cozy on the couch with Tim in our pajamas by 8pm plans. There may be some champagne. Possibly pizza or Chinese take out with left over Christmas cookies. Possibly this sinful Panna Cotta. Possibly me, asleep on the couch by 9pm.