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If I had to choose my favorite kitchen tool it would be the wooden spoon. It reminds me of baking brownies on Friday nights with my mom. I would “help” by licking the excess batter. Chocolate running down my face, my cheeks glistening with happiness, sharing love through desserts. I find so much comfort in baking not because I am obsessed with chocolate (I am), but because baking allows me to connect with my past experiences. Remembering the moments when my mom and I would scrutinize the kitchen timer as the brownies baked, hoping that would make the time go faster. Even though it never would, the minutes we spent together were inundated with love. Baking encapsulates those memories. Baking is love. ❤️
Imagine a cookie bigger than your hand. It makes your eyes wide and your heart stand. You take one bite and there you go to a place unknown. This. This is that cookie. It's big. It's chocolate-y. It will transport you away from the never-ending lectures. It will be on the blog SOON! Only I would become poetic about a cookie. 🙈🍪
Chocolate Covered Strawberries. This was the first “recipe” I ever posted on the blog way back in 2014. It’s been almost 5 years—and my blog is still the most cringe-y thing ever. At least it gives me an excuse to consume too much chocolate. 🙈☺️
Fruity pebbles hold a special place in my heart. The only thing that could make Monday mornings bearable was a bowl of this colorful, happy cereal. As someone who cannot stand the taste of milk, I could easily drink a gallon of fruity pebble soaked milk. Sweet and nostalgic -- this ice cream reminds me of those times (when my biggest problem was correctly tying my shoes). ❤️

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