I’ve never made a layer cake before, and I’m am deeply tempted to try this when my birthday rolls around.
I was just about to type, “I really need to stop by Penzey’s Spices in Grand Central and pick up some extra fancy cinnamon” but then I googled it and it’s now closed! No no no no no! There is another location 5 minutes from my parent’s house in Arizona, but I won’t be going home until Christmas, and obviously I’ll be making eggnog cupcakes and apple pies and everything before that. Le sigh.
My birthday came early! First the lovely and honorable Mr. Joe sent me the special birthday cake Oreos—I’d been trying to find them in stores for months, with no luck, so Joe made my dreams come true. I haven’t tried them yet, because once I open the bag there’s a definite possibility I’ll eat them all in one sitting. I’m going to try my darnedest to be patient so Joe can taste the sugary glory for himself. (Side note: I really wanted to make a “healthy” cake batter milkshake and the recipe calls for cashew butter. Not that strange, right? Wrong! I had to search Fairway from top to bottom to find it, and they only had two choices, which were $14. I can’t pay $14 for something I’m putting into my Magic Bullet! I’m not serving this milkshake to the Sultan of Arabia, geez.)
Then I got a little gift from my company (perks of working in publishing: you can order your company’s books from the warehouse, for free, if you keep it on the DL): Michael Phelps’s memoir and children’s book. I actually already have a hardback copy of the memoir, but the paperback was updated with a new chapter and I wanted to see if the photo insert was any different. Nope—still just a single photo of Lochte, out of focus in the background, not even named in the caption. Criminal! (Side note: When is Lochte going to start shopping around a book, and how am I going to get a meeting? And if anyone has any ideas on what Ryan Lochte’s book should be about, message me immediately.) And the children’s book I wanted to see for myself after foremost swim vloggers Eve and Candace called it “so cute” 11 times in 4 minutes. What really sold me was hearing about the cartoon Herman the bulldog.
Drinking is bad, feelings are worse - Octoberfest Beer Milkshake
BEFORE YOU CAME INTO MY LIFE I MISSED YOU SO BAD. But whyyyy are you sold by Red Robin, which does not have an NYC location? Is it to make me sad and lonely? Although I can probably whip one of these up in my magic bullet—a little beer, a little ice cream, some vanilla extract and caramel syrup, right? Challenge accepted.
Filed under things I must make (soon): How To Make Confetti Compost Cookies
[via vneckandacardigan]
File under things I shouldn’t even think about making because I’ve been eating fried seafood and drinking milkshakes for the last week.
- 1 tbsp. butter, melted
- 1 tbsp. white sugar
- 1 tbsp. brown sugar
- 3 drops of vanilla
- pinch of salt
- 1 egg yolk
- 1/4 c. flour
- 2 tbsp. chocolate chips
In a bowl, mix together the butter, sugars, vanilla, and egg yolk. Add in the flour and salt. Mix until combined. Add in the chocolate chips. Put the dough into a small microwaveable bowl, ramekin, or coffee cup. Microwave for 40-60 seconds or until the cookie looks done. Best served warm… Enjoy!
o: guess what this girl’s maken laterrr
This is not a thing I need in my life.
Via: Claudia Pearson
First biggest failing: never seeing Spice World. Second biggest: never grilling peaches.
I’m definitely bringing drink umbrellas and colorful bendy straws to Virginia, and will share them as I see fit—for instance, if someone is willing to swim out into the ocean to deliver a fruity frozen drink to me, chilling on a surfboard “waiting for the right wave” but really just shooting the shit and enjoying the sun.
PEACH, PROSCIUTTO, MOZZARELLA AND BASIL SALAD
(serves 2)
What you need:
2 ripe peaches (peeled, if desired), cut into slices or diced
6 thin slices prosciutto, ripped into pieces
1/2 ball fresh mozarella, diced
1 handful basil, ripped into pieces
2 tbsp olive oil
Sea salt
What you do:
Combine first five ingredients in large bowl; toss to combine and sprinkle with sea salt.
I just bought some peaches, and I’ve been meaning to eat more prosciutto. Now I just have to patiently wait for the former to ripen…
Oysters and cocktails pre-Magic Mike. (Taken with Instagram)
The Mermaid Inn for Oyster Happy Hour was summer perfection. Emily and I sat in the back garden, got nicely buzzed (the Dark & Stormier was delicious), and ate $1 oysters and fried calamari. I really could not have asked for a better summer Friday.