Here’s the thing: I know this is a big claim to make. Any time you use the word “best” as an adjective, you’re entering dangerous territory.
But here’s the other thing: In my opinion, this is THE BEST cream cheese frosting.
It all started with a midnight brownie…
a. One who saves things she believes to be especially nice or well-executed to be enjoyed at a later date.
b. A sometimes irrational being.
c. Exhibits endearingly odd behavior.
Watch out, Merriam Webster. There’s a new dictionary-writer in town.
(Just kidding. There is no dictionary-writing/ editing in my foreseeable future and I am totally, 100% okay with that.)
Caution: You are about to embark on reading a long post. It might as well be a novel, with some pretty pictures and an awesome recipe to break up all the monotony of texttexttexttexttext. Consider yourself warned (but hopefully not intimidated!).
Every home cook has an arsenal of secret and/or signature recipes.
They’re those recipes to fall back on – for bake sales, company, and even the (not-so) occasional cravings. Go-to recipes, basically.
This apple cider cake is definitely in my arsenal and is especailly valueable at this time of year.
While I might be inclined to keep such a great recipe under lock and key, I’m not going to. I mean, I wouldn’t want to keep you lovely folks from trying a piece of this cake for yourself. And hey – maybe it’ll even become one of your go-to recipes, too!
I decided it was about time to really get a move on with my fall baking.
. . . I also decided that chocolate is always an appropriate flavor for any and every season.
So am I justified in thinking that dressing up a chocolate loaf with pumpkin seeds is a fall-freindly recipe? For today, let’s say it is.
Fall is quite possibly my favorite season. Despite the fact that the days get shorter, the nights get colder, and the summer becomes a distant memory, the fall has a certain charm that I find unmatched by the other three seasons. From the chilly (but not freezing!) Saturday mornings to the smell of freshly-lit fire wood, I love it all. (Okay, except for the fogged-up windshield that I have to contend with every day on my drive to school. Not fun.)