True story: I loathed anything jelly/jam related until I was in college. Then, one groggy morning after a night of er… college indulgence, I found myself brunching at a local diner with a packet of jam in my hand and a slice of toast in the other. I put the thinnest, nearly nonexistent layer across my toast. It snowballed.
Sometimes I get these ideas in my head. Luckily the ideas aren’t so much “Hey, skydiving would be cool…” but rather “I wonder if I could make Homemade Pecan Milk?” haha I usually have these ideas for a good week and if they are really good ideas they stick around until I actually do them. Sometimes mediocre ideas even get executed too. Ok ok ok maybe some bad ideas, but whatever, YOLO. Bam. I think the moral of the story is I have ideas.
So a few things are happening. One, our sink is broken. Which meeeeans I am avoiding cooking aka creating dirty dishes because in order to clean them, I’ll have to take them to the basement to wash them by hand. It also means I can’t run the dishwasher because it’s leaking everywhere.
If I could, I would go to a coffee shop multiple times a day. There is something I love about having someone make me coffee, put it in a paper coffee mug, and sip on something that doesn’t taste like the crap I have at home. Ok, in all fairness the stuff I got isn’t total crap. It does the trick. Jaryd says he loves it (um, not so sure about this). I just love the coffee shop experience.
So I’ve been in the blogging game for about 3 months now. I know, it seems like it’s been forever. I love it. I love sharing my experiences and recipes with people that actually make and enjoy them! But, I have noticed a few pitfalls of food blogging. First, your kitchen always looks like a bomb went off and clean up stinks. Second, there are some epic fails.