Happy St. Patrick’s Day!!
As an ex-Chicagoan, I feel very strongly about this fun, festive holiday. Some of my favorite memories from my years in Chicago are St. Patrick’s Day celebrations with friends – going to see the green river, starting the day off with some beer pong at 10am, and walking down the streets surrounded by people absolutely spilling out of every bar. The first year we spent in the Bay Area, I woke up on St. Patrick’s Day weekend expecting everyone to be out and partying – instead, everything was totally silent! I realized quickly that I’d have to make my own St. Patrick’s Day fun out here – which is perfectly fine with me (I’m a little too old to be doing it up with a day full of green beer and Irish car bombs, anyways). I never miss the chance to celebrate with chocolate and booze – two of my very favorite things!
Try as I might, I just can’t seem to motivate myself to bake anything that doesn’t involve strawberries this Spring. Strawberries are definitely the belle of the ball at the grocery store right now, and we are devouring as many cartons as we possibly can – with Greek yogurt for breakfast, plain for snackin’, all up in our banana bread. I think I’m officially obsessed.
HAPPY HALLOWEEN, guys!!
I mean, how cute are these cupcakes?! Seriously. This is definitely the most Pinterest-y thing I’ve ever done in my entire life.
Anyone who knows me well can tell you that I am one of the most impatient people you’ll ever meet. I have a 2-second attention span for any craft/artsy endeavor that can’t immediately be shoved into my mouth. So I struggle a little bit with themed holidays such as Halloween. I love baking and making festive food, but the cutesy/crafty/decorative part has always been a bit elusive to me. That is: until I discovered that you could write “RIP” on a Milano cookie and in 2 freaking seconds create a Halloween cupcake graveyard. Now THAT is my kind of themed grub!
Guys, I’ve gone a whole 3 months without putting bourbon in something, and I don’t like it one bit. I should be ashamed of myself!
I mean, this cake was just BEGGING for it. Is there a better combination than peaches and bourbon in the summertime? It’s pure Southern goodness, ya’ll.
(I’m sorry I said ya’ll.)