The one thing I have managed to commit to over quarantine is perfecting the best possible breakfast sandwich, from the ideal ingredients to cooking and assembly; I am here to share the fruits of my labor.
Hot dilly beans! Pickle plates! Flirting with pickles!
Need help figuring out what to prioritize buying at the grocery store? Want to know what to make with what you already have? Get in here!! We’re answering all your questions!
Well It happened! It really happened. Let’s be clear, I’d given up hope it was actually going to happen, but it did! Trump was impeached, history was made, and tbh I feel pretty jaded about it.
So you’ve invited three of your exes and each of their respective partners/polycules over for holiday dinner. It’s a potluck, so food is taken care of, but what will you drink!? These delicious mocktails, of course.
Unlike a tinder date you know exactly what you’re getting from a chocolate chip cookie.
I stan this toast. Join me in that endeavor and add it to your rotation this week!
Bitch, I love Fall. Winter can wait. Lez lean into this weather, drink warm things, and get mad cute.
Good lord, this meal is for rich people. Every component of the dish is velvety and smooth; there is no texture, no croutons of hardship, no chili flakes of poverty.
I can’t think of anything more stereotypically magical and witchy than stirring together a bunch of ingredients, adding heat, walking away, and coming back to find a completely new structurally and texturally transformed delight that you can eat while daring to see if you’ve got it in you to finish watching Marianne on Netflix.
It’s officially the time of year when comfort and coziness are the only thing on my mind.
I hope that as time goes on I have reason to bring out the truly magnificent recipes i’ve been dreaming up in anticipation, but for now we start with a snack.
The actual coffee added to the batter amplifies the mocha flavor and elevates this cake from “good” to exceptional, so please for the love of cocoa do not skip it.
This bread reminds me of everything I love about fall.
I can’t think of a seasonal summer fruit that would star better in a caramelized honey flavored cake than sweet-tart plums that soften in the oven and become deep, silky, jammy wells of flavor.
A playful and delicious journey that I hope you’ll be taking very soon.
I wanna eat this on a lake at sunset or literally every hot summer morning for breakfast.
It’s the kind of dessert that’s best eaten with closed eyes and long slow pulls on the spoon as it leaves your lips, making sure you get every bit of chocolate off before taking your next bite.
If you’re fan of spicy margaritas I’m pretty sure you’ll love these popsicles.
How about a sugar cookie-filled Pride?
This would be a solid Mother’s Day breakfast plan if you’re celebrating tomorrow! Otherwise make it anytime but especially for beachside mornings, slow weekends at home, and any day when waking up queer in this world could use a little sweetness.
