Buche de Noel: Oldie Revisited and Revamped

The holidays have always provided a perfect time for me to go baking crazy for several reasons. For one, as any seasoned baker knows, the chilly weather of the Northeast turns the front porch into an extra fridge. Another reason, which I’ll write about in an upcoming post, I usually spend a solid two or three days in the kitchen baking homemade treat boxes for friends and family, so the cold weather makes being in the kitchen bearable, if not ideal. Now if only my cake orders coincided with the cold weather, I’d be an extremely happy baker.

Since I’ve started making homemade gifts about 4 years ago, I rarely make a dessert for our Christmas gatherings. This year, my sister asked me if I was going to make one since we were hosting Christmas lunch, turned dinner since everyone was running a bit…late. While keeping count of how many batches of cookies and treats I made so far, I had the thought of what I could make that wouldn’t give me a last-minute kitchen meltdown at the back of my mind. The was no shortage of ideas, however, I always came back to one dessert in particular.

Buche de Noele.

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Lessons: Father’s Day

. happy father’s day from earth to the man who taught me to be inspired, not to take the easy way out, and not to take life too seriously • i love you {always} .

As with most holidays (hallmark or traditional) and birthdays, Father’s Day is particularly bittersweet for me and my sister. This October marks 9 years since my father’s sudden passing in 2007 and while the memory of that day still causes an ache in my heart, we’ve learned to focus on the time and the lessons that we had with him.

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Childhood Swirls

. if majin bu & jabba the hutt had a baby it would look something like this, on a cone . There are a few themes going on this week with my posts. I get very nostalgic especially when it comes to food and I tend to connect the past with the present. Hmm…that could quite possibly be the … Continue reading Childhood Swirls

Mac Attack 

There’s nothing that screams childhood more than mac and cheese. Albeit the childhood mac and cheese that I’m unashamedly fond of is in a blue box, takes about 3 minutes to make, and about the same time to consume not without burning the interior of your mouth and your esophagus first. This mac and cheese … Continue reading Mac Attack