I was recently away on a work trip to California. Long story short: I loved it, I learned a lot, and now I’m pining for luxury. None of that matters, and the only luxury I’m getting is this Mardi Gras King Cake. It was inspired after seeing a guy lug a three foot box onto…
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Holiday Leftovers Breakfast Casserole
I’m ready for the holidays to be over; like for real, for real. There are so many airs to put on throughout the holidays- even if it’s unintentional. “Pretend you like聽this聽gift, pretend you like聽that co-worker”…it’s just too much. I’m grateful for the celebration, don’t get me wrong. Time just needs to hustle along. One good…
Brioche: The Bread of All Breads (according to me)
Look at that. That brioche is sitting there like a cherubic little baby in its blanket. It’s the most precious sight in the whole world, I tell ya. In my cookbook,聽I mention(in great detail, I might add) how much I thoroughly enjoyed my first taste of a French brioche on a visit to Paris. Sitting聽in…
Peanut Butter & Jelly Stuffed French Toast
It’s no secret that I’m not a morning person. Lately, though, I’ve been waking up at four AM to go to the gym with the Soldier, and it kind of pisses me off. Yes, exercise is necessary at my age. But, let’s be real, I’m already married, I don’t need to look good anymore. He’s…
Apple Orchard French Toast Bake
Yesterday was a no good, horrible, rotten day. My twins were perfect angels…well, except when the boy-child tried to argue with me about solstices and equinoxes…other than that, they were little cherubs. The Soldier was home early enough for us to eat dinner before heading out to the kids’ troop meetings. I was聽alive. So, why…
Bananas Foster French Toast
My husband gets mad at me sometimes. It’s typically because I’ve “hidden” some recipe in my “secret recipe box” to “punish” him. Why he thinks I need to punish him like that? Who knows? I have a credit card to do that with. But, he has his conspiracy theories, so I just leave it be….
Nutella and Almond Brioche: Cooking for Mom
Mother’s Day has snuck up on me faster than I’d like to admit, Friend. During a separation, your internal calendar tends to get a little out of whack. Holidays come and go in a flurry. So it is with this Mother’s Day. There are too many heartaches associated with Mother’s Day, for me, so I’ve…
Raspberry White Chocolate Bread Pudding
Another Spring has come. We’ve spent three Springtimes here, but only one of those has been with the Soldier. Kind of odd, isn’t it, that I can tell people, “Oh, I’ve lived here for three years! My husband? He’s only lived here for two.” Odd indeed. Bread pudding is odd as well. Drench stale bread…
