Hey there! Happy, happy Friday! Can you believe we are already halfway through July?!
I have been waiting all summer long for one particular Saturday and now only 24 hours lie between me and the long-awaited Taco Festival. Dreams are going to come true tomorrow.
I made a big batch of my favorite iced chai this past week and was reminded of how much I love it.
With a small amount of begging and batting of my eyelashes I think I have convinced Mr. Pedantic to make me a set of these Wood Block Bud Vases. Seriously, how gorgeous will these be as a centerpiece?!
While I am often against these one-use kitchen gadgets, I have to admit that this cherry pitter is well worth the small amount of drawer space that it takes up.
Um, I think I am going to have to hit up the olive bar and get to work on this linguine.
What are you up to this weekend? Tell me all the things!
There’s a little something I do. It’s a habit of sorts, but, unlike most of my habits, this is one I strive to maintain rather than suppress.
In our current world of luxurious apples with titles longer than most of the English aristocracy, my heart goes out to the often-neglected pear.
One of my favorite memories of Hawaii was swimming up to the tiny straw-roofed bar with my sister and being handed popping pink Shirley Temples.
Let's whip up something pink, refreshing, and healthful for these hard-working bodies of ours.
Pricy cold brews that would excite any hipster, ready-to-serve milky, coffee-colored syrups sold in paper cartons, tepid at-home versions poured straight from a pot and subdued with massive amounts of ice - the hallowed iced coffee certainly gets its fair share of variety.