I have never been very into potato salad. When I was younger, I was pretty picky about potatoes in general. I remember my mom poking fun of me because I’m of Irish heritage and didn’t like potatoes, except as French Fries. I also hated mayonnaise, but don’t so much any more. I have grown up since then and my tastes have changed, but I still don’t like the sight of traditional potato salad.
How was your weekend? On Sunday, my mom came over and we went to a nearby park. Then we came back to my apartment to have lunch. We had barbecue chicken sandwiches (simple recipe coming soon!) on the patio. After Maggie went down for her nap, we had the plum and mixed berry pie shown here. I shared some with Maggie too, after she woke up.
Parenthood can feel lonely, whether it’s your first go around or you’re welcoming your fourth child. Nothing can or should replace true connection with others, but I find it comforting to read and listen to content by other parents sometimes. Also, I needed to look up a lot of things early on and wanted reliable sources to turn to.
I have had this post in drafts, in its entirety, since July 2019. It’s almost been a year! I just never uploaded pictures to it, then lost the pictures and here we are. I updated the recipe a bit and made the muffins again. Old words, new photos, carrot apple muffins. Enjoy!
My husband and I have lived in our current apartment for almost two years. It’s our second home together and the first one with an outdoor patio. I like the idea of having an outdoor space, but truth is we hardly ever spend time out there. The main thing we’re getting out of is the valuable storage space of having a shed that came with the apartment. That is pretty helpful!
This week has been tough. I’m not going to lie. It’s hard for me to write about because I’m not used to talking about systemic racism with friends or family, let alone writing about it for the world to see. (Not like this blog gets many views at all, but still.) I know that I don’t often have to talk about race because I’m not negatively affected by the color of my skin. Which I see as even more of a reason to speak up now.
I don’t want to say the wrong thing. But I don’t want to not say anything. So, I made lemon shortbread cookies with Sesame Street stamps that I got for Christmas as a conversation starter.
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When I got the idea to make stamp cookies, it made me wonder: Are stamp cookies always shortbread cookies? Or can stamp cookies be made with sugar cookie recipes? I think the answer is that stamp cookies can be made with sugar cookie dough or shortbread dough. I didn’t get a clear cut answer. Isn’t that life?
There are days when I have restless energy and really want to bake. If I could bake every day, I would but there’s the problem of having to wash dishes after as well as having other responsibilities and things to do in the day.
Soon after I woke up, I was thinking about trying to make shortbread cookies with Maggie. It’s not easy baking with a 1-year-old who also has a lot of restless energy. I have tried it. She tries to open all the drawers and cabinets in the kitchen, most of which I have yet to baby proof. Well, I tried that too but the ones I bought didn’t wok for our drawers.
I want to make sense of the world. I want to create order out of this unnatural state we’re in with Covid-19. I think that’s what I’m looking for in baking these days. Does that sounds super weird? Well, my desire to make sense of the world has led to research.
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What’s the difference between a Maria’s Cookie and a British digestive cookie? Are those more similar to Nilla wafers, shortbread, or graham crackers? Can you make a stamp cookie out of shortbread or do you need to use a sugar cookie dough? These are the questions that have been on my mind lately, besides “what new development will unfold in this pandemic” and “how do I keep my 1-year-old occupied.”
Today is National Chocolate Chip Cookie day. I have had this chocolate chip cookie recipe in drafts for a few months, so when I saw that it was a National day to celebrate them, I thought how would be the perfect time to post.
Time to write again. You see, that’s the part I have been putting off. I had my recipe and photos done, but no intro. No update on my life or anything like that. Maybe you don’t care to read that anyway. So for today, it’s JUST the recipe. Some other day soon, I’ll write down some pleasantries and a clever note on life or an interesting anecdote.