(This giveaway is closed.) You know me well enough by now to know that approximately 80 percent of the time I’m in my house working on the blog, Tweeting, creating recipes, etc. etc. I’m in some sort of yoga pants/fleece/cozy sweater/loungewear situation. I just really don’t see the reason to get dressed up for no one but my cat, you know? Plus, yoga pants = better baking results. It’s science.
But here’s the thing: I also really like clothes. I wouldn’t consider myself a fashionista by any means (most of my wardrobe comes from Target and/or Gap, true story), but I like putting some thought into what I wear so I don’t completely look like a hobo. And yet… most of my yoga pants/fleece/cozy sweater/loungewear situation makes me look like just that. Everything’s just a little worn out (probably because most of it I bought in college, oy).
So when Albion Fit contacted me about reviewing one of their oh-so-adorable pieces of clothing, I was all, “Whaaaaaatttt fancy-looking comfy clothes? OK YES.”103
OK so yes, it’s not even Halloween yet and I’m about to talk about Thanksgiving. But if you’re one of those way-way-ahead Thanksgiving planners, you’ve probably already got most of the menu hashed out for the big day.
Me? Well, I’ve got the rolls covered!
Thanksgiving for us has varied greatly for the past few years. The first year we were hitched, we had Thanksgiving at my parents’ house, so my mom and dad were in charge of the food (and I was in charge of the eating, natch). The following year, we decided to host Thanksgiving, for both families, in our 700-square-foot apartment. It was chaotic and merry all at the same time, and hot. So hot. Twelve people and a not well-ventilated kitchen with the stove and oven going all day in a small space makes for an Amazon-like atmosphere, just FYI.
The next year, we hosted Thanksgiving at our place again but for half the people, which was still merry but less chaotic and Amazon-like. And the year after that, we spent Thanksgiving with Elliott’s fam at their place.
For a few of those years we’ve been in charge of the turkey and some sides and/or desserts. But as much as I love ALL OF THE THANKSGIVING FOOD (seriously, last meal? Thanksgiving dinner), my favorite thing to make for the holiday is rolls. Because carbs.87
Happy Thursday, ladies and gentlefolk! I hope your weeks have been treating you well and that you’re looking ahead to fun-filled weekends. As for me, I’m heading to Iowa City this weekend to catch up with old friends, so this week has been pretty hectic in getting everything prepped for some time away.
BUT because I like you guys and I just can’t leave you hanging without something yummy to share, I’ve wrastled up a roundup of some tasty fall sweets and breakfast treats I’ve been creating for some neat sites I write for, like Tablespoon, Betty Crocker, Bisquick and KitchenAid. Get ready for some serious yums in your face.
First up! Slow Cooker Turtle Upside-Down Cake (pictured above). Um, to say that I ate approximately half of this cake with my by myself in two days is an understatement. It’s rich and it’s delicious and it’s easy and you gots to make it.41
I played kickball yesterday, you guys. Like, kick-a-ball-around-on-a-field with teams and running and everything. I haven’t played kickball since high school, and I’ll tell you why: I am the least athletically coordinated person on the planet. Sports + Stephanie = not such a great pair.
I’ve tried, oh, I’ve tried. And the closest I ever got was being on the winning team for badminton in high school (but I totally rocked that racquet). I’m also pretty good at aerobics, though I’m fairly certain it’s impossible to be bad at aerobics (actually, I take that back. I have seen my darling husband try to do aerobics and it’s not pretty).
Anywho, so kickball. I did that yesterday. And it actually wasn’t as much of the Spectacular Horrorfest of Embarrassment I’d expected it to be; in fact, it was kind of fun. All that to say, however, that my kitchen and I? Yeah… we’re a much better pair.50
Honest talk: I’ve been feeling pretty void of inspiration in the kitchen lately.
These times come and go, I know this. But when you’re in the thick of it and you can’t even decide what your rumbly tumbly is telling you to make for dinner and you or may or may not resort to a box of mac and cheese, you know it’s bad. Sigh.
Thankfully, this skillet cornbread was created during the opposite of those times. So I have a theory that if I just keep making it again and again, my inspiration will return (or at the very least, my tummy will be full in the meantime).26