Girl Versus Dough

pumpkin challah

pumpkin challah sliced in cooling rack

Happy hump day! And welcome to the Virtual Pumpkin Party of your dreamiest dreams.

The lovely and talented Sara has assembled a mass of bloggers who are celebrating the best of what this season has to offer: And that is pumpkin. PUMPKIN EVERYTHING. We are bringing a virtual pumpkinpalooza to you, so you best get your carb-loving face ready because my contribution is this carbo-loaded pumpkin wonder known as pumpkin challah. #YAS.

cinnamon plum baked oatmeal with toasted almonds

cinnamon plum baked oatmeal in ramekins

Everyone in this house knows that Stephanie needs breakfast, and she needs it now (my parents, siblings and old college roommates know this about me, too). Hangry Steph is a very real side of me that I don’t like to let out often, but it happens every now and again. And oftentimes, that time is breakfast.

A cup of coffee in hand will help keep this side of me at bay for a little while. But if I wait much longer than two hours past wake time, I get anxious and twitchy and my stomach begins to growl (or am I actually growling? Hard to say). Suddenly, my mind is totally consumed with thoughts of food and getting that food into my belly as soon as possible. And in that moment, the very last thing I can handle is waiting even longer for breakfast to actually be done.

So that’s why, in this house, we prepare ahead. With cinnamon plum baked oatmeal.

lighter lasagna bolognese (+ a giveaway)

lighter lasagna bolognese on plate

(This giveaway is closed.)

This lasagna, you guys. Oh, this lasagna.

It’s “last meal” worthy. It’s “fancy weekend date night at home” worthy. It’s “comfort food on a Wednesday” worthy. It’s “dinner party with old friends or new acquaintances you need to impress” worthy. And you don’t even need to bust out your fat pants for it.

Lighter lasagna bolognese, you guys. That’s where the pasta party is at, and you want to go to there.

creamy avocado cilantro sauce

creamy avocado cilantro sauce in glass jar

I feel like I haven’t kept you well up to date with what’s going on in my life, lately. My apologies, if that’s something that interests you. If not, well, I’ve been doing just fine in your opinion, then. Good for me (and by proxy, for you).

But to those who are interested, I was initially going to say I’m about to disappoint you, because apart from this creamy avocado cilantro sauce situation that has, in fact, been a daily situation in my lunches and dinners of late, not much has been going on. But that sauce situation is pretty exciting, so…

salted caramel pear phyllo tart

salted caramel pear tart

This Salted Caramel Pear Phyllo Tart is fall dessert goals. A base of buttery-crisp phyllo dough is topped with thin slices of fresh pear and brushed with salted caramel for a treat that is as showstopping as it is delicious.

Here’s what I want you to do: Drop everything Monday is asking for and make this tart. Seriously. It’ll change your day — nay, your week. Nay — your LIFE.

(OK that might be an exaggeration, but the point is it’s really tasty.)

fluffy coconut flour pancakes

stack of coconut flour pancakes on a plate with berries on top

These coconut flour pancakes are what breakfast dreams are made of. Just a few simple ingredients come together to make fluffy and tender gluten free pancakes perfect for any morning of the week.

IT’S OFFICIALLY FALL, Y’ALL. And I could not be more excited about it. The leaves, the crisp-cool air, the apple and pumpkin picking, the scarves and coats and sleepy weekend mornings in cozy sweaters and slippers… and these pancakes. So much yes.

To be honest, I’m not much of a pancake girl. I’ll almost always choose waffles over pancakes any day — unless they are these fluffy coconut flour pancakes. These pancakes might actually trump any waffles I’ve ever had (and even these pancakes, which have brie on them (!!)). So you know they’re good.

Even the little one likes munching on them, and I know this because while I was photographing these pancakes, she kept grabbing for the extras until I gave her one and she ran off with it. Then she proceeded to eat the whole thing — well, minus the crumbs that she scattered all over the living room. And the dining room. And the kitchen. Not cool, baby. Not cool.