Girl Versus Dough

blueberry white chocolate mug cakes

blueberry white chocolate mug cakes

If I could hand you one of these mug cakes through my computer screen to show you how much I love you, I would do just that.

But since I can’t, I’m going to share the (insanely easy) recipe with you in hopes that you will make it and feel the love. And I’ll probably just go ahead and eat both of these cakes, if you don’t mind — so they don’t go to waste.

What’s the deal with mug cakes, you ask? I’ll tell you. Mug + tiny bit of Bisquick-based cake batter + sweet mix-ins like blueberries and white chocolate = CAKE. It’s really that simple, and just about the fastest way to get cake into your belly. That’s the deal with mug cakes, and that’s why I think you should make them for you and your sweetie (or best friend/sibling/Mom/kiddo/cuddly cat*) this Valentine’s Day. Here are a few other reasons:

sugar snap pea salad with miso dressing

sugar snap pea salad in bowl

Life happenings/observations lately:

1) It’s been cold here. You know this. But what you don’t know is that because of said cold, I’ve upped my not-leaving-the-house-today attractiveness by wrapping my yoga pants/baggy sweatshirt-clad self in a blanket, kind of like an adult-size burrito, and walking/sitting like that inside all day. SO COOL, I am. But also, not freezing.

2) If someone could invent a completely non-alcoholic red wine that actually tastes like decent red wine and could ship me about a trillion bottles of it, I’d be so, so happy. Non-alcoholic Manhattans would be great, too. Oh, and sushi. BECAUSE THEY’RE ALL I WANT. Sigh.

3) Can we talk about maternity leggings? I’m not going to lie, guys, they’re amazing. Good talk.

4) I’m turning into that person who watches — nay, binges on — Friday Night Lights greatly in part because I have a weird marriage-crush on the Taylors but also: Tim Riggins. The end.

5) I made this salad, and it was like the salad angels opened wide the heavens and rained down into the salad all the magical deliciousness that a salad could possibly have. The end again.

slow cooker cheesy pesto and spinach egg casserole

slow cooker egg casserole

Lest you think I’ve moved on from thinking about brinner, I’m here to tell you that a) I have another brinner-ful recipe for you and b) it’s impossible for me to stop thinking about brinner.

Remember that one time we chatted about the winter blahs and having a Backwards Day Brinner Bash to get over them, if even for just one meal? And we drooled over loaded mashed potato stuffed biscuits? Yeahhh, now you remember. Well, meet its lovely partner, the slow cooker cheesy pesto and spinach egg casserole, a.k.a., the egg bake of your dreams (and if your dreams are anything like mine, they include egg bakes).

loaded mashed potato stuffed biscuits

I don’t know about you, but I’m fiercely battling some cabin fever these days. These winters, they get to be long, too long (and too cold, brrr) and come mid-January, I’m ready for it to be over. But it’s far from that, unfortunately.

So… what to do, what to do…

Obviously, you make brinner and turn it into a party, that’s what.

everything bagel popcorn

Everything Bagel Popcorn

I’m not the kind of person who can eat popcorn — or any snack, for that matter — as a meal (homegirl needs real food for breakfast, lunch and dinner) but let me tell you, I can definitely pack it in between those times. Sometimes I eat it plain, sometimes I eat it with a little butter and salt, sometimes I toss it with melted peanut butter and/or chocolate and now, I’m going to be eating it like this. Forever and ever. And ever.

My obsession with everything bagels goes way back (back to the dark ages of photography as well, apparently. Apologies to your eyes), so it’s no surprise that I’m a bit smitten with this combination. There are crumbled-up bagel chips, sesame seeds, garlic, onion and caraway seeds in there. Oh, and butter and salt. I mean… when you’ve got those players in the mix, it just doesn’t get much better.

basil, olive + sun-dried tomato bread

Olive and Sun-Dried Tomato Bread

So here’s something I don’t so much love about pregnancy: um, NIGHTMARES.

I’m serious. Apparently this is a thing that can happen when you’re with child — something that’s been happening to me nightly, if not twice nightly. You get these crazy, vivid, out-of-control dreams-slash-nightmares and the worst part is? You can’t do a thing about it. You just have to ride it out.

Which means I’ll be spending a lot of time every night with zombies in my attic and murderers trying to decapitate my husband and/or cat and waking up a sweaty mess with my arms clutching my sides like I’m hugging myself in fear. Fear of the zombies, that is.

The last couple of nights have been a little better — as in, I have more stress dreams than dreams of the undead — and I have decided to credit it to this bread. Because after I made this bread, the zombies went away. Ergo, I’m making and eating this bread every day henceforth until May. And then I might even keep eating it afterwards. Just to be extra-safe, you know.