Back-to-back bevvies!? I know. But I can explain. Onesies: I’m just not ready to give up on summer, ya ol’ gal. And twosies: it’s mah berfday! Ok ok, it’s not my birthday, but it’s this ‘ere blog’s birthday, and that calls for something you can clink in a glass. Are we still kinda stuck on ya ol’ gal? I know. It was a weird thing to say. Like, something that only a Kristen Wiig character could pull off speaking out loud, but what’s done is done. YA OL’ GAL. You think I’m going to work that in a bunch more times before … Read More
Brown Sugar Blueberry Pie Shakes
Brown Sugar Blueberry Pie Shakes — as indulgent as they sound, all the flavor of blueberry pie in a creamy dreamy blueberry milkshake whirled with nutty almond butter and studded with shortbread cookies. Yes please. This past weekend was full of firsts. My first real vacay away from the babe. My first show at Red Rocks. My first exposure to Dr. Pimple Popper. (I can get into a lot of bizarre shit, but I just can’t do it, you guys.) The four days I spent in Denver were so very indulgent. Leisurely breakfasts in with old friends. Leisurely breakfasts out with … Read More
citrus matcha lattés two ways
Hi hi hi hi hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii guyssssssssss! I’m so very excited to catch you up on all that’s happened over the past few weeks. In the Cliffs Notes version, we road-tripped to Pacific Grove and Mendocino; finally finished settling into our new digs (hey new dining room table, you shaxy fing, you…); planted a garden that I’ve been more or less banned from tending given my track record with living things (Lana is really lucky she’s made it this far); celebrated 11 years of good ol’ fashioned monogamy; and slept in. Yeah, SLEPT IN. Like, Chris woke up with the babe, I … Read More
pumpkin pie milkshakes with pumpkin spice caramel and maple whip (df)
Let me first address the obvious here, because I bet someone out there is just itching to say it: a milkshake without dairy is not a true milkshake. I know this is the popular opinion, and even in my own heart, I know it to be true. But there’s something to be said for getting really, really, really close. And then taking some titular liberties. Ha. Titular. If you’ve been around this blog for any part of the autumn season before, you know it becomes kind of a squash and pumpkin show. I mean, I wouldn’t say I’m the biggest pumpkin (or even … Read More
raspberry basil gingerade fizz
You guys, I don’t know about your parts, but my parts are hot. My parts meaning both of the world and, um, of my bod. My parts are hot. Lana’s parts are hot. I feel like at the conclusion of each nursing session I’m peeling us apart like a sheet of stubborn cling wrap that just is not having it. Poor little clammy kiddo. We’ve been swaddling her nekkie at night (well, diped up but no jammers) in the lightest little muslin swaddle we’ve got and she’s been getting through it like a champ. Because lemme just put it out … Read More