‘Twas definitely a shakshuka type of day. The days following a New Year are very limbo-like around here. Not “How low can you go,” limbo, but “Wait. What day is it again?” limbo. We’re all walking around the house confused; the air is thick with anxiety and tension. Shakshuka is the cure-all…ok, not really. Shakshuka…
Breakfast
Pumpkin Streusel Coffee Cake
I have a confession to make…I don’t like pumpkin pie. I’m not proud of it. You see, I generally like pumpkin desserts, it’s just pumpkin pie sets my gag reflex into overdrive. So, when people are celebrating the return of PSL (which nowadays means pumpkin spice eVERYthang), in AUGUST!!, I’m over here like, “Ugh!!! Here we go…
