I’m not a rebel. I turn my papers in on time. I never borrow something without intending to bring it back. I would return rented movies back on time if anybody still rented movies nowadays. Still, there are just some rules in the kitchen I don’t care for. Of course I’ll change my ways when…
Category Archives: Sunday Confessional
Sunday Confessional 5
I spent Saturday in Boston with three awesome bloggers and didn’t take a single picture. Oops. At least they were snap happy. Photo courtesy of Tina. I think Boston is the best city in the world. Having worked there and gone to school there, I miss it all the time. Maybe it’s the people; maybe…
Sunday Confessional 4
A week after I made a chocolate flourless cake, our guests brought over Godiva’s chocolate flourless cake. It was better than mine, and now I’m determined to bake a better one even if I clog all my arteries doing it. I’ve never seen any of the Pirates Of The Caribbean movies. I don’t think this…
Sunday Confessional 3
I find this cartoon hysterical, not as someone who’s always trying to get people to eat healthier but as someone who would eat meat and potatoes for every meal if I could. I drink on average more coffee a day right now than I did for the whole month of August. If coffee is wrong,…
Sunday Confessional 2
I go through more chocolate a week than anyone I know. But I’m guessing you could have figured that out by now. I don’t believe in food dye–not in the same way that I don’t believe in the Tooth Fairy; kind of like how I don’t believe in Keanu Reeves as an actor. (Pictured: Vegan…
Sunday Confessional
I can’t eat bread, but I purposely extend my running route to run past this bakery just to smell the French baguettes hot from the oven. There’s no harm in smelling. Sometimes I’ll eat a meal out of a frying pan because I don’t want to dirty any dishes. I often go to Starbucks everyday…
