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No-Churn Honey Cake Crumble Ice Cream

When life breaks your honey cake. [sigh] I couldn’t tell you what happened. I am sure it was user error. Sometimes, intentions are irrelevant. Sometimes, the thing is going to break whether you meant for it, or not. It can be about what you make of it afterward. [whipped cream folded into vanilla-ed sweetened condensed…

Peach Poppyseed Buttermilk Cake

It isn’t that everything is simple; it’s just that sometimes things are much simpler than we anticipate. Allow me to point out the obvious and state: I have made a lot of poppyseed things lately. You’re welcome. I picked a date on a calendar. I set up my phone to e-mail and text a reminder:…

Atlantic Beach Pie

Pre-Post Script: It is most likely that, if you are reading this, the following is not about you. Staying honest, I had never heard of Bill Smith until his name showed up before the words, “atlantic,” “beach,” and -the real eye-catcher- “pie,” under my thumb. Wasting time on social media. It starts with an ampersand,…

Chocolate Chip Oatmeal Chocolate Chip Cream Pies

Don’t you believe in magic. Chubby fingers, a craving met in the cupboard from a cardboard box with singular packages of marshmallow-sandwiching oatmeal cookies. A voice. A statement. Always. Who decides what is / what is not enough. When do we engage restraint. Why don’t we sometimes. Is there a reason we feel entitled to…

Hello Darlings

On the second level of the Minneapolis Institute of Arts, there are six eyes at the end of a long walkway. They surround the name, “Guillermo del Toro.” Through the entrance are pieces (big / small, spooky / scary, wonky / familiar) that encapsulate things that I have feared. Monsters, ghosts, abnormality, uncertainty. Things we…