Yes, actually, I do enjoy baking this much! It’s nice to have many folks around to actually give them to 😅 King Arthur Baking Company’s unbelievably cute Pumpkin Whoopie Pies. As my dad would’ve said, “just darling”. 🎃 🥧 🍽️ 🎄

If I could just make focaccia every day forever I could know true happiness. King Arthur Baking Company’s Big and Bubbly Cinnamon Roll Focaccia - part of the MIL/SIL gift package this year. 🍽️ 🍞🎄

I feel like the super uncomfortable, showman-in-sequins, affected voice, wild eyes thing that Erika has going on might just be her way of telling us she grew up watching televangelists and believes this is the way that mentally stable people are supposed to present themselves.

For personal reasons, I have a rule: I don’t do phone calls except for emergencies. So my aunt, who is WILDLY aware of this rule as she is the most frequent violator, and who I will be seeing in TWO DAYS, and who I have already spoken to TODAY via text, can call all she wants. Won’t be answering.

A sign of how rad the restaurant I work for is: no fewer than five former employees visiting from college all happened to come in tonight just to say hello and get holiday hugs. 😭

I *knew* those backing vocals fit nicely somewhere else in that song. Finally figured out where. (Please send help I am still fixated on this song) (“Promises I’ve Made” by Emitt Rhodes)

I have had “Born to Run” stuck in my head since I opened my eyes this morning, and thus am in a very special and particular kind of hell.

My dog won’t shit when it’s windy so if the powers that be could calm it the fuck down for a day that’d be spectacular.

A mystery friend mailed me a sampler package of stone-ground Mexican hot chocolate discs in varying flavors and I am so jazzed to try them! I would love to thank them…if I had any idea who it was. 😅🍫

Never have I ever been less in the holiday spirit. Doesn’t even feel like the right time of year for it to be happening. I have four days off starting Monday - I’m hoping I’ll catch some spirt or something once I’m finishing wrapping and baking cookies and whatnot.

I propose a new acronym, one that embodies the opposite sentiment to FOMO, called FOBI: Fear of Being Invited. I am a sufferer and stand with all others in solidarity.

So to clarify it’s yes to criminalizing everything about trans people, yes to the hunger games, but still no on healthcare or groceries right?

This cake was, frankly, a clusterfuck (due to human impatience, not recipe error) but with a little patience (and some rather cute garnishes), she has been rescued. King Arthur Baking Company’s Cranberry-Orange Olive Oil Cake, sugared cranberries and orange peel garnish. 🍽️🍰

That thing when the cute as fuck gift shop apparently gets taken over by a very enthusiastic Christian woman in the last few months and now it is a thinly veiled Christian gift shop with a small handful of secular items, yet they still are advertising as just a gift shop 🙃 You’re not subtle.

Three years ago today Rick and I woke up, drove to a weird old building, went to the basement, and I cried harder than I’ve ever cried to a group of strangers because I couldn’t stop drinking. My world is so different now. It is harder and better in equal measure.

Happy Hanukkah to those who celebrate 😊 Took part in King Arthur Baking Company’s #bakeoftheweek for the occasion and made their Jelly Doughnut Cake (I lucked out - Bonne Maman Plum Preserves were on sale at the store 🤤) 🍩 🍰 🍽️

Not dinner time yet But he sits so mournfully Staring like a creep #haiku #dog

Yep still true today.

No, but actually, the world is too bad. It’s too bad all the time and it has to fucking stop.

The only issue with this is that it doesn’t really matter how low his approval rating dips if he’s just going to say “my approval rating is A++++++” and his folks believe him, which they will.

Bivouacking does not sound like a real word.

Cutting and eating cookies one half at a time means you have never eaten a whole cookie. This very good math also applies to all other baked items.

I know peppermint/chocolate is polarizing, but it’s one of my absolute favorite combinations in the world and I can make no apology for that. King Arthur Baking Company’s Dark Chocolate Peppermint Dips, which I sprinkled with Andes mints baking bits because it would be dumb as hell not to. 🍪 🍽️

I unabashedly adore lentils and today I had a craving. This @smittenkitchen.bsky.social has never, not once, done me wrong, and it did not do me wrong today. smittenkitchen.com/2006/10/quee...

YouTube is pretty unwatchable these days, huh? I’m 12 minutes into the show I’m watching and have had to skip FOUR (?!?!) ads so far, all of which were over 2 minutes. An ad every 3 minutes? Really?

The humble brownie. Unfucked with. Glorious. It asks for nothing because it wants for nothing. A perfect food. Thank you to Rick for reminding me that I should probably make these more often. (King Arthur Baking Company’s Fudge Brownies) 🍫 👩‍🍳 🍽️

My dog hates most fruits and all vegetables. If he’s begging and I say, “This is green,” he immediately stops begging because he knows it’s veggie based and he’ll hate it. Good boy.

I am in Some Kind of Mood today and I am so scared there are going to be tears on the line. I am so angry at every last thing that exists and have no place or time to put or process any feelings.

Smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and

Can confirm, all of the tarts have been removed from the snow so either I have fed neighbors or local wildlife have terrible shits today.

The racism is so fucking loud & I just don’t know how to process anymore. "I don't want them in our country, I'll be honest with you," he said during a cabinet meeting on Tuesday. Trump said the US would "go the wrong way if we keep taking in garbage into our country". www.bbc.com/news/article...

One of the perks of living in the Midwest is that during winter, when I want to make neighbor treats that require refrigeration, I can just leave them, wrapped in plastic, in the snowbank outside of the mail room for people to grab. 😂 (Can confirm, they’ve been grabbed).

Seemingly on a mission from god to see if human life can be sustained on coffee, protein bars, Chobani flips (god I love them), bell peppers, and baby carrots. Will report back in five years probably from my grave.

Bought malted milk powder for a baking recipe, and now will joyfully be using the remainder of the jar in my hot chocolate until it runs out. (I was born 87 years of age).

The thing about having experienced great loss is that it makes you able look at the potential for great loss in the future and say wow I no longer give a fuck. Catastrophe all over me, baby, I’m outta shits to give.

I APOLOGIZE FOR ALL THE MEAN SHIT I SAID YESTERDAY; I MEANT TO MAKE IT THAT UGLY SO IT WOULD LOOK THIS CUTE WHEN SLICED 😭🥹 King Arthur Baking Company’s Malted Milk Chocolate Hazelnut Tart but many mixed nuts instead of just hazelnuts. 🍽️🍫🌰🥜

Abstract Modern Art Malted Milk Chocolate and Toasted Mixed Nut Tart (This is why I don’t do designs 😂) King Arthur Baking Company’s Malted Milk Chocolate Hazelnut Tart except I simply could not find hazelnuts anywhere, so I went with a mixed nut blend that included hazelnuts. 🍽️ 🍫 🌰 🥧

When I say the teenage boys (they’re my sons now, thank you very much) that work in the kitchen are exceptional human beings: one’s in his freshman year at college; he has a new friend he absolutely loves but she’s got a severe drinking problem already. >>

I'm just saying that if I'm supposed to love the United States, the United States should try earning that love. And instead of loving this country, try loving the people who are in it.

In today’s edition of he will never face consequences for anything ever, he can straight up use a derogatory, crass term for a person of a different cognitive ability to describe a sitting governor and behold, the field in which he grows his consequences, see that it is barren.

Unexpected snow day off of work, and I’m nothing if not predictable. King Arthur Baking Company’s Chocolate Swirl Buns, but had a bunch of leftover butterscotch chips so they are now Chocolate Butterscotch Swirl Buns. (When are we going to talk about the fact that butterscotch > caramel?) 🍽️🍫🍞

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Today is Thanksgiving and MIL turned the big 8-0 yesterday. 🥹 My first layer cake!! It’s not beautiful, nor is it perfect, but damn did it taste fine. King Arthur Baking Company’s Peanut Butter-Fudge Buckeye Cake. 🎂 🍽️

The cremation facility in my small town is on fire. It’s extraordinarily windy today. Surely this is fine.

While I do love my job, I would much rather stay home and make this fancy cake for my MIL than go out in the cold and hang out in a kitchen, presumably not cooking for anyone. I don’t think the day before Thanksgiving is traditionally a huge sushi day. 😂

Was supposed to be at a holiday party for work, but the pup has been feeling poorly today so I backed out, stayed home with him, & made neighbor treats instead. King Arthur Baking Company’s Oatmeal Raisin Cookie Bars, but instead of raisins, white chocolate and cranberries as they were on hand. 🍽️ 🍪

Slowly but surely, I am turning these hardened kitchen men into huggers and “I love you”-ers. If I can get one of them to realize that it’s okay to cry, too, I will have succeeded.

It’s cold outside and therefore I don’t want any obligations outside of my home of any kind for the next three months minimum but let’s be honest probably four months because Wisconsin. I demand to stay home and bake weird shit.

You know your brain is fully nopeing out for the day when lunch is…uhh tomatoes, sure.

Just got dill in my coffee, a flavor combination I do not recommend.