New Years Eve 2012 in Amsterdam was a night we’ll never forget. Ryan’s older brother David and his family were living there temporarily, and we were fortunate enough to visit a few times before they recently moved back to Oregon. On New Year’s Eve we were all invited by his coworkers to a progressive dinner party where we met new friends and celebrated in style: the first home offered light appetizers alongside cocktails and wine, while the second featured a feast of main courses for the thirty merry participants, and the final family was in charge of desserts, preparing multiple tables arranged with soft eclairs, crispy creme brûlées, and an impressive array of tasty european treats. But the main attraction began at midnight when the entire city simultaneously lit up the sky with a unforgettable display of fireworks: it was like the opening ceremony of the Olympics with jaw-dropping shows in every direction as far as the eye could see. From the top floor of the apartment, we had 360° views of Amsterdam, and it was the perfect place to ring in the new year. And today we have something sweet to ring in your summer, inspired by that very trip to the Netherlands: please put your hands together for tiramisu pops, and let the barbecues begin!
This post was created in partnership with Le Creuset. All opinions are our own.
The headlines these days can be… shall we say, a little dreary? Well today we are brightening things up and have some tasty news to share. About something sweet, something summery, something featuring fresh seasonal peaches and dollops of whipped cream. It’s a cloud in a cup, easy to make, and newsworthy-delicious!
Would you believe us if we told you there is a homemade bread you don’t have to knead, there are absolutely no thermometers involved, and the prep takes just five minutes? If we were to expand further, mentioning that this masterpiece exhibits a perfectly crispy, buttery crust, and the most pillow-soft, delicious chewy interior, you might think we were making this all up.
This post was created in partnership with Kroger. All opinions are our own.
Somebody please send help. We may have just set a world record for the most muffins consumed in one week by two husbands. The problem first became apparent once we started canceling all our plans just to stay home and continue eating muffins all day. To be honest, we should have known what we were getting ourselves into before making that fateful phone call last Tuesday. We were in a muffin-kind-of-mood and called on the Queen of Baking for a recipe: we knew that Rebecca Firth (www.displacedhousewife.com) would be the one to masterfully mentor our muffin manifestations, and upon regaining consciousness after the first bite, it was clear we had made the correct decision. So please continue reading at your own risk: blubarb muffins are extremely habit-forming and may cause a serious muffin dependency.
We have been getting a fair amount of exercise lately taking long walks around the neighborhood, but unfortunately we keep running into the same problem. We live just one mile from our favorite pizza shop, and every time we pass by, those intense Italian aromas lure us right in. Every time. They offer perfectly thin slices of New York-style pizza, with unique options like fresh pesto and their signature spicy mole sauce. It is difficult to resist these inviting temptations, but that’s just part of the dilemma. Next door to this pizza paradise just so happens to be one of our favorite ice cream shops, which is a delightful way to cleanse the palate after a savory slice of pizza. And for dessert (because ice cream doesn’t count, obviously), we take just two steps to the next shop over, which conveniently sells the best donuts in town. So you see, we have been getting exercise, but somehow we have been gaining weight in the process. We tried to be good today and not venture out for our daily walk, but ended up getting ourselves into a bit of trouble in the kitchen as you can tell from the title above. And what tasty trouble it was: may we present to you strawberry glazed donuts.