As a child, St. Patrick’s Day was always a source of stress for me because green was not a color that I incorporated much into my wardrobe. So whenever that day rolled around, I was always frantically searching through my closet for anything with a hint of green to avoid getting pinched at school. In retrospect, it probably would have been less stressful for me to just deal with the pinching than to try to find something to wear. But you know how it is – everything seems like a way bigger deal than it actually is when you’re a kid.
When I was a kid, I thought people actually ate lemons instead of just using them as a garnish or for the zest/juice. I thought they were just like oranges, so whenever we went out to restaurants, I would eat the lemon wedge that came with my glass of water. I eventually stopped doing that, but my love for all things sour ended up manifesting in other ways – in elementary school, we had Warhead eating contests and if I can brag for a moment, I was the reigning champion.
Kitchen accidents are a mixed bag – sometimes you invent the chocolate chip cookie and other times, you just end up with an inedible mess.
These bars include not one, but two mistakes, so you’d think they’d be twice as bad, but they actually might be one of the best things I’ve ever made.
It’s funny how the universe works sometimes.
Can we take a moment to appreciate the word guava? I’m not even talking about the taste of the fruit, just the word itself. Somehow, the most random hodge-podge of letters (I mean, when’s the last time you saw a g and a v together?) form such a great sounding word – guaaavvvaaaa. My English nerd is showing, but I can’t help it! I really love words, and guava is a great one.
I feel like Rice Krispies cereal should be way more popular than it is. I mean, it’s basically the breakfast equivalent of Pop Rocks and Pop Rocks are awesome, but Rice Krispies really only get any attention when they’re smothered in melted marshmallows and cut into bars. Tough luck, guys.
Rice Krispie Treats do deserve the attention, though. They take maybe 15 minutes tops to pull together, don’t use the oven, and can be dressed up or down depending on what you add to it. The best part is, they’re guaranteed to bring a smile to your face. I made these in the middle of an miserable, stressful week at work and instantly felt a little better. You can’t be upset when you’re eating Rice Krispie Treats. It’s not possible!
As I was writing this post, I realized I have no idea where blueberries come from. Apparently, they grow on bushes! I don’t know why, but I was always under the impression that they grew in bogs. Like cranberries.
Sometimes, when I don’t know something, my brain just makes shit up and then I believe it, because if you can’t trust your own brain, who can you trust, am I right??
Blondies feel very retro to me. In my mind, they’re in the same category as pineapple upside down cakes or ambrosia salads. I think it’s the name. It makes me think of the ’50s, and men in suits and suspenders talking to their lady friends – “Hey Blondie, go make me a sandwich!”
You know, the good ol’ days.
I think I’ve been won over by gluten-free baking. Me, lover of gluten, self-confessed gluten groupie! I never thought I’d see the day. Of course, it’s all thanks to chocolate.
And there’s nothing better for a chocoholic than brownies. Much like with chocolate chip cookies, everyone has their own idea of how the texture of brownies should be, either cakey and crumbly, dense and fudgy, or moist and chewy. I am personally a fan of the latter two, though I’ll never say no to a cakey brownie.
Let’s be real – as long as there’s chocolate in it, I’m not turning it down.