It seems like an insurmountable echo of time has passed since I've had a coherent group of words push through my fogged and fatigued mind.
It's kind of a disadvantage that a cake made In December of the previous year comes up for view at the close of January 2022, i.
Nearing the end of another school year has probably made these last few weeks most hectic and rather hurried.
Doesn't the picture say it all? I came across this recipe while foodgawking, again .
It started with the plant purchase.
Blondies weren't part of my vernacular until pretty recent, we go back not more than 5 years.
If you were to ask me how many times a year I make cake or have baked desserts.
Trying to spark blogger coils after long hiatuses is truly hard task, although I offer myself credit of doing it way better than anyone.
Apparently, giant shoe modelling was on my 50things-to-do- once-you-hit-midlife list.
If I were given the choice to have a single item to file under desserts, it would be today's subject; cheesecake.
It is not uncharacteristic of myself to have on estimate 12 browsers open (ranging from how-to-food I need so badly, varieties of face p.
Not having a single new recipe to extol about, yet expounding on past glory is like a movie you play on rewind.