Friends & Family

My Handsome Husband

This is my husband (the guy in the glasses, not the chicken):

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(I’m about to embarrass you, Darling. I hope you’re cool with that.)

He’s a pretty cool guy. I mean, he’s a humongous nerd… Continue reading “My Handsome Husband”

Reading & Writing

Writing Prompt: Valentine’s Day

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How do you feel about Valentine’s Day?

For me, it’s a mixed bag. I mean, it no longer causes the anxiety it once did–I’m married, so no worries about finding a Valentine–but it’s still such a strange holiday. I like the cute cards and hearts and it’s fun to dress up in pink and purple (You should see my outfit today! I’ve got hearts on my leggings). I like having an excuse to eat chocolate with abandon. Continue reading “Writing Prompt: Valentine’s Day”

Cooking & Eating

Heart-Shaped Everything

love-of-food-greenIn case you’ve forgotten, tomorrow is Valentine’s Day (or, if you prefer, Anna Howard Shaw Day). Which means, if you’ve got a Valentine (or children), you’ve got to do something romantic/lovey/heart-shaped. Unless you don’t celebrate, which is cool. But you could always make a valentine for yourself. And what expresses love for anyone, self included, better than food?

Heart-shaped pancakes are a classic, whether you pipe the batter onto the pan or just cut round cakes with a heart-shaped cutter. You an also take the cutter to toast, sandwiches, quesadillas, sliced fruit and vegetables–you can even use it to fry a heart-shaped egg. This year, I decided to use mine to do something different. You see, every week I make a batch of homemade English muffins for the boy, who consumes one every morning without fail, and I usually shape them by using a biscuit cutter. So this time I made some heart-shaped. I also decided to play with the idea of a heart-shaped donut, but instead of using regular dough, I thought I’d make a cruller, which is fried pâte à choux. I was able to pipe a heart onto a square of parchment paper, then throw the whole thing (parchment and all) into the oil, so it would retain its shape when fried. They turned out pretty well. See?

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Of course, when Valentine’s morning comes, I doubt I’ll be dragging my butt out of bed early enough to make anything so labor intensive (you really want them fresh), so I’ll probably go with the heart-shaped egg and toast thing. Though my husband is never hungry when he first gets up in the morning and usually eats his breakfast at work. Good thing I still have some heart-shaped English muffins. I’ll send one along in his lunch box, I guess. And then maybe for dinner I’ll make a heart-shaped pizza.