Holy Grail one-bowl fudgy brownies.
The year I met my husband, he was about to turn 28. I noticed him at the party before I knew his name. I saw him across the room, thought he was handsome, and knew he would be trouble. He tells me now that he only started pursuing me because I followed him on Twitter,… Continue reading Pie Love
Can I just tell you? I kind of hate teaching sometimes. Don't get me wrong, most of the time, it's perfectly fine. I could spend a good many years teaching and not be entirely miserable, but sometimes, I want to hop a plane to Paris and never come back. I suspect most teachers feel this… Continue reading Ranting and Gingerbread