All posts filed under: Desserts

Pecan Pumpkin Butter Biscuit Cinnamon Rolls

The lack of cold weather this season put a little damper on what I perceived to be the idea Christmas. The warmth and sunshine just didn’t feel like the Christmas mornings I was familiar with in years past. But I guess holidays can’t always be picture perfect. The Christmas decor in our neighborhood is slowly finding its way back in to the attics and basements where it will nest for the next three-hundred and forty-nine days or something like that. Breakfast in our home took shape in many different formats. One of your first options was to choose from the three or more different types of cereals in the cabinet, we could send dad out to grab breakfast sandwiches from the nearest drive-through, or mom had just enough energy after long hospital shifts to cook grits, sausage patties, and hard scrambled eggs…and Pillsbury biscuits, but don’t judge her, we loved it. But as I got older and my palate began to mature and I became so much more aware of all the things other people were …

Salted Peanut Butter Chocolate Chip Oatmeal Cookies & The Great Food Blogger Cookie Swap

If doctors would prescribe baking to their patients, one might say “that the world would be a happier place.” I know, I know, don’t judge me for possessing a bit of childlike whimsy. But what if cookies had the capability of curing the worst of illnesses? And what if you could choose the type of cookie that cured your unwanted illness or disease? What if a chocolate chip cookie were capable of curing the chickenpox , a simple sugar cookie doused with sprinkles could cure pneumonia or just maybe a salted peanut butter chocolate chip oatmeal cookie took away your cancer? My cookie choice for this year’s Great Food Blogger Cookie Swap was inspired by this notion, the notion that cookies have the power to heal. And it was my desire to chock this cookie full with all of my favorite things from chocolate to peanut butter and a warm bowl of oatmeal in the morning. So needless to say, these cookies are best enjoyed fresh from the oven. And don’t cut your self short, I …

Chocolate Overload S’mores Cheesecake

I remember my sister and I sitting on the back porch tearing yesterday’s newspaper into small ragged pieces and placing them into an empty can. Probably one of my grandmother’s #Folgers cans, you know the red one with the plastic lid? We used those as vessels to fulfill our need for the melty gooey, chocolatey goodness that would soon tangle our fingers in a web of mallowy strands and #cocoa smear. If I had to choose a house that I missed, it was this house with the huge backyard where we often watched the deer drink from the pond and the trees overflow with black walnuts, pears and apples. We were young and naive and had no real appreciation for the seasonal jewels that rolled across the forest floor. I mean, we ate the occasional fruit and cracked a few nuts now and again but nothing too serious. I remember seeing our next door neighbor gathering the nuts in the evening to crack for an evening snack. If I had the passion for food I have …

Goo Goo Cluster Chocolate Chip Cookies

  This summer heat is working me over like crazy and even the sweat beads on my brow are becoming frustrated. Its like the sun has a vendetta and its unleashing hell and taking names, literally. But as far as  I’m concerned it could never be too hot to eat chocolate or break into a textbook chocolate chip cookie. Chocolate chip cookies are my sacred-kind of childhood snack and you may call me a snob when it comes down to it. I mean, cookies run rampid on the inter webs, being stuffed with nutella and laced with truffles for the so-called ‘real foodies’ but you can keep those. I’m somewhat of a purist when it comes to the circular, sometimes amoeba-shaped little puckets that pair so well with cold milk and shakes alike. Yes, milkshakes and cookies are sheer perfection, just ask my inner eight year old, he’ll tell you all about it. Goo Goo Clusters were the equivalency of currency in our home and a treat to be savored upon the completion of one’s chores. …

macerated strawberries and a farewell to Spring 

When I was a child tracing the cracks of sidewalks with my tender bare feet I knew nothing of the joy that each season had to offer–I was simply on a mission to find things in the dirt and release them from the soils firm grip. It seems like yesterday Nanny was walking across the decrepit bridge to the garden in search of the overnight harvest. She would pluck a basketful of tomatoes that were tugging at the vines and grazing the moist dirt below. The Serrano peppers would be swaying in the breeze as if wanting to chime like bells on the veranda. It was indeed summer and spring was leaving behind the last of the wild berries that grew up against the fence. The old wooden fence where you could occasionally catch a glimpse of our neighbor’s dog’s eyes glaring at you in the sun. I avoided getting to close to that fence in fear of shrilling barks being directed my way with great force–and laced with disdain and contempt for my existence. That …