Tag Archives: Strawberry

Pink.

Pink.

October is a month that’s all about welcoming Fall. Baking pies and roasting turkeys for Thanksgiving. Raking leaves into neat piles, jumping in them and raking them all over again. Stringing up cobwebs, carving jack-o-lanterns and donning your creepiest costume for Halloween. October is also Breast Cancer Awareness Month and and that’s a fact we…
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Berry Good.

Berry Good.

Meet Berrie. He’s spunky, inquisitive, adventurous, incredibly smart, a little grumpy, a bit spoiled and definitely adorable. He enjoys mirrors, seed balls, messy baths, nomming on computer keys, hanging out on noggins and chirping at cats. He’s a cute little lovebird we recently had the pleasure of bird-sitting. Berrie was named after the colourful fruit…
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Dessert For Breakfast.

Dessert For Breakfast.

I think breakfast gets the short end of the stick. Everyone is under the impression that dinner is the romantic meal. Juicy steak, buttery lobster, saucy spaghetti. Then, naturally, dinner is followed by dessert. Dripping with chocolate, sticky sugar, warm and spicy, sweet berries. What if you could have dessert for breakfast? Forget breakfast for…
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Another Year Of Pink, Pretty, Play.

Another Year Of Pink, Pretty, Play.

Today is a very special day! Today Hot Polka Dot turns two and yours truly turns twenty-six. To mark the occasion I have precisely twenty-six grey hairs sprouting from my right temple. I also had two pieces of this impressive specimen of pink sweetness. I thought long and hard about what sort of cake to…
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Sweetheart.

Sweetheart.

  I thought that on this most auspicious day I would share with you mine and Lee’s favourite poem. Sometimes no matter how hard you try to express your feelings someone has already beaten you to the punch. A Rhyme of the Dream-Maker Man Down near the end of a wandering lane, That runs ’round the…
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Beater Licking Good.

Beater Licking Good.

One of the happiest childhood memories that I have is licking the beaters whenever I helped my Mom in the kitchen. Whether it was cookie dough or brownie batter or icing, licking the beaters was always the best part about baking at that young age. It’s that little preview of the treat you’re helping to…
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