So the day I made this, I was all set to bust out the apples, the cinnamon, the nutmeg, the streusel topping. I was so excited for my first Fall baking extravaganza. I mean, pumpkin is basically my favorite thing in the world. Fall is totally my happy baking place.
But then…it was 95 degrees. And our apartment has no A/C. And I just COULD NOT bring myself to turn on the oven. I tried and tried to put myself in the blustery Fall mindset, and I just couldn’t. I’m sorry, guys. I promise streusel-topped butter-laden apple-y pumpkin-y things are coming soon, but just not today. Besides, it’s the official last day of summer!
Can I offer you some bourbon honey fig no-churn ice cream instead?
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