Hi!!!! It's October! It's my favorite month! I'm so happy!
Exactly one year ago I was knee-deep in anticipation, sleep deprivation, and anxiety preparing for my wedding. I have been revisiting many of my countdown posts and I just cannot come to terms with the fact that all of that was a year ago. It is a horrible cliche, but I just had no real comprehension of how rapidly days would turn into weeks, and weeks to months, and months to...a year. Life's a slippery thing.
We are going apple-picking at my very favorite orchard tomorrow and I am STOKED! I have these turnovers on the brain, and of course this apple cake will be making a reappearance.
The past eight days have primarily consisted of me trying to figure out which pieces of my wardrobe coordinate best with my new hair. Serious stuff.
Well, at least I'm not scorpio...
Can I somehow convince you to put this chicken parmesan on your weekend menu? I really want you to have that happiness in your life.
I finally allowed myself to embrace the bootie trend (gosh I wish they had a different name...) this past weekend and I am kind of loving it. I have such a hard time with ballet flats, but I do not always want to go full-on knee boot so I like this compromise, though I still think they look flattering on everyone but me.
The moment I saw this soup I put it on my menu. I CANNOT wait. Give me all the buffalo chicken goodness.
What are you up to this weekend? Do you have your pumpkin carving stencils printed and your costumes finalized? Tell me all the things!
Sincerely,
Pedantic Foodie
We are in the home stretch. With just forty-eight hours between us and the most delightfully indulgent holiday, there is a lot to be done.
Chances are you already have your menu planned, and if you have already done your marketing, well there’s some extra points for you.
We had our first snow day yesterday and while it was but a sprinkling, my brain instantly kicked into Cozy Mode. Ironically, nothing warms my heart like a fresh dusting of snow.
There are many practices in this life which are initially assumed with trepidation but, once adopted, are thought to be undeniably essential.
I am speaking of such things as owning a dog (I can vouch for both my initial fears and leeriness and my subsequent undying love and sometimes, extreme, obsession on this front), marriage, investing in a quality mattress, or in this case, brining. All of these steps are often categorized as nonessentials until you experience, firsthand, their magical levels of value and proceed to exclaim loudly to all who will listen that you “really do not know how or what you ever did without them”.
Though the Virginia weather refuses to corporate, we are in the glorious depths of fall and I am ready for every meal to come in a bowl.
“This is our place, we make the rules…”
Taylor is once again swirling through my brain on repeat and I am taking her lyric as my inspiration to rewrite the unwritten rules of hot chocolate consumption.
Before the generation of iPhones and Pinteresty chalkboard signs, my siblings and I had one very special back-to-school tradition.
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The foodie world can show as much disapproval as they wish, I will never turn down a Pyrex full of whipped sweet potatoes topped with a perfectly charred layer of marshmallows.
