Clearly, I’ve been a little MIA on here lately, thanks to purging, selling, and painting. Exhibit A:
In other news, I’m perpetually stuck in my fourteen-year-old self.
But that doesn’t mean I’m not cooking; quite the contrary. In fact, I just hit the “reset” button and promised myself I’d share some recipes on here highlighting what we’re currently eating. If I were a superstar blogger, I’d be posting Thanksgiving recipes complete with elaborate tablescapes and links to where you can make all your irrational holiday dreams come true. But that’s not me, it’s not my life, and I positively cannot eat the Thanksgiving meal twice in one fall. So instead, I’ll share with you my current Go-To Dessert that satisfies all my apple pie cravings. It’s so stupid simple I almost feel foolish for posting it, but heck. If I have penises on my wall I clearly have bigger issues to cope with.
Honey crisp apples truly stand out as belles of the fall harvest festival.