Remember how I made homemade Cranberry Sauce oh I don’t know, about three months ago and I bought the largest bag of cranberries on the face of the earth and I tried to find as many cranberry recipes as possible to use them? Well half the bag is still sitting in my freezer at this very moment. Which is why when I was searching through my list of recipes, I decided that making Joy’s Cranberry Orange and Pecan Coffee Cake was the only proper thing to do.
I’m so sorry dear readers, for not posting the past two days. I always write my posts the night before since I just do not have time in the morning or any cohesive thoughts. So Sunday night came along and like most people, I was sucked into the Oscars.
In case you weren’t watching, the wonderful Jennifer Lawrence, who I am pretty sure is my long-lost sister, won Best Actress. And Argo took Best Picture. The best decisions that the Academy has made, in my opinion.
Do you ever have one of those weeks when you are sure, 100% positive that things could not possibly get worse, but then they do? Okay good, I wanted to make sure I’m not the only one. It’s nothing serious, of course, just my brain telling me irrational things about certain situations instead of giving me useful advice.
You know you’re a real winner when you can manage to fall asleep on the train to work, almost fall asleep at work, and then fall asleep on the train ride home. A real winner. And do you want to know what’s the worst part of that whole thing? I still can’t get myself to go to sleep before midnight. Nope, it seems my brain decides that it wants to work its hardest when I need to go to sleep.
Does these things ever happen to anyone else or just me? That’s what I figured.
Ugh, I am so stuffed. Want to know why I’m so stuffed? Because every single time I cook for you lovely people, I end up eating everything myself. And of course, I have no sense to halve recipes because I feel that doing so is a sin in the kitchen. You go big or go home. Always.
I meant to give you the recipe for these brownies on Valentine’s day, so that you could ooh and ahh over them on the one day a year that eating as much chocolate as humanly possible is acceptable. But unfortunately Meg, Paulina, and I were celebrating Galentine’s Day until very late and some of us have work very early in the morning.
I have issues. Like major issues with cookies lately. You see, I have this issue where I don’t like to do the whole “put the batter in the fridge and let it cool completely before you bake them”. No. I’m far too lazy to follow this direction and usually I’m rushing to photography these recipes before the sun sets too far.