Jump for (Almond) Joy!

That’s right, jump when I say jump. How high? At least as tall as this caloric explosion of no-bake goodness. That’s right NO BAKE. It’s hot and humid so you aren’t going to turn on your oven. You just aren’t. This little gem is an Almond Joy pie/cake hybrid and it looks way harder to…

This is 34

Another year in the books lands me at “this is 34.” I suppose 34 feels about right. Old enough to have figured out who I am and smart enough not to make the same mistakes twice. Young enough to have so much to look forward to and plenty of time to improve life and make…

Butterfinger Cake

The once or twice a year that my immediate fam all gathers together is all the excuse I need to test-drive a new overly indulgent layer cake recipe. Something about assembling layer upon layer of cakey, gooey, crunchy, rich goodness just makes my heart happy and my house smell saccharine sweet. This year was no…

How to Un-Ice a Cake – The Mounds Bar Cake Recipe

My friend is having a champagne and chocolate party tonight where everyone is supposed to bring the two name ingredients to share.  Right up my alley! And I had an excuse to bake – something I’m not doing lately since the Chap and I are on a clean eating kick. I figured I’d make my…

Christmas

Hi Everyone! It’s your boy, Walter, here to fill you in on all things Christmas. You see, Aunt Lauren can’t really be trusted to run a blog since she’s perpetually out of town. So, she paid me tons of money to fill you in on the events! My family and I flew all the way…

32.5

Half birthdays = half cake. Where was this tonight??

Cake Cake Cake Cake

It’s official. The cake of Rihanna’s classy ass song about baked goods and birthday parties was this one that I recently made for mum’s 59th. Mum loves all things chocolate and coconut, so I thought Mounds Bar cake certainly would be the way to go. I debated adding almond components to upgrade to Almond Joy…

Thanksgiving is a Special Night

Thanksgiving was like THE holiday this year. Usually, it’s Christmas for me, but all of the antics were around the bird this year. I still hate pumpkin pie. Last weekend, the beau and I flew up to Cape Cod for his family’s Thanksgiving. They had their festivities a week early due to some newly wed…