or, Alternatively titled, “The prodigal daughter returns, hanging her head in shame.” Actually, no shame. I just took a break. You all get that, right? It’s only been a month. Truth be told, I’m in one of those food ruts. Like the kind where I …
Ok, we have to talk. It’s about… the cake. It’s not the cake, it’s me. I just can’t do it anymore. See, it’s bathing suit season, or rather, it would be bathing suit season if Monday Cake Days hadn’t wreaked such havoc on my …
I searched high and low for rhubarb this year. There was none to be found. Towards the end of May, I started getting pretty worried, thinking that I might not get any this year. Because, for me, rhubarb is just so spring. And here it …