peachy keen

Melba. When I see that word, the image of a stereotypical little old lady comes to my mind. Is that weird?

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food of the gods

You're familiar with ambrosia, right? The version I know and love consists of mini marshmallows, orange segments, pineapple, coconut, and nuts all smothered in a sweetened sour cream or yogurt sauce. Food of the gods, indeed.

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slice of life

There are a lot of pieces of equipment and several utensils that I covet from the bakery, and I'm slowly but surely purchasing and procuring my very own collection of them.

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mommy mia!

If you've ever been curious to learn a little bit more about me or my attitude in the kitchen, check out the little feature Mommypage has done! Even if you're not a mother, you can find a lot of useful information there.

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curd's the word*

I'm just not crazy about curd. I think my problem stems from the fact that my first association with the word had to do with curdled milk--NOT pleasant. Plus, even before I learned about fruit curds, I knew about bean curd and how very unappetizing it could be.

*And yowza, what an annoying song. I apologize profusely if it's now stuck in your head. If it's any consolation, it was and probably still is stuck in mine.

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so charred to say goodbye

Well, corn season is sadly over, at least for me and my personal gardeners (also known as my family).

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lap of lemon luxury

Contrary to how it may seem based on my plethora of posts about lemon goodies, I don't really get excited about the whole sweet-tart combination in desserts.

You won't catch me ordering key lime pie, no sir. Not when there are things like coconut cake to be had.

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