It’s breakfast for dessert – or dessert for breakfast? – with these fluffy Pancake Cupcakes, topped with a buttery melt-in-your-mouth Maple Bacon Frosting.
How many of you wake up (almost) ever morning and try to figure out a way to justify eating dessert for breakfast? No one? Just me? I can live with that. And this recipe for pancake cupcakes is just the excuse I need.
PANCAKES PANCAKES PANCAKES!!!
Pancakes really hold a special place in my heart. Growing up, they were a Sunday tradition, and I would probably count them among the first recipes I ever made. There is something very comforting about chowing down on a big plate loaded with fluffy pancakes, dripping with butter and syrup. Um, I’ll uh, be right back…
[Wipes syrup from mouth…] Where were we? Right! Pancakes! So they’ve always been delicious, but when I got older, and started to learn of the deliciousness of alcoholic libations (and the unfortunate results of excessive enjoyment), I also learned how awesome they are as drunk food. I became a vocal advocate for the post-party pancake run. In fact, Liz once played a voicemail for me where I could clearly be heard yelling in the background “PANCAKES PANCAKES PANCAKES! WHO ELSE WANTS SOME?!”. And if I didn’t manage to get a stack of ’em at the end of the night, you can bet the odds were pretty good I was going to first thing in the morning. So the last meal of the day, or the first the next day. Not unlike…. DESSERT AND BREAKFAST! I rest my case. (more…)
A Kentucky Bourbon Mule combines the best parts of a Moscow mule (tart and spicy juices!) with the depth of bourbon and freshness of mint.
As I mentioned in our last post, the weather here in Houston has been downright beastly. Conditions that make you hesitate before you venture somewhere that isn’t air conditioned. Unless it’s outside to grab a handful of mint to make these delightful Kentucky Bourbon Mules!
My introduction to the mule (albeit the Moscow variety) came at my sister’s wedding. It was their signature cocktail, and while I’d seen the drink on various menus, I’d never ordered one as I’m not too much of vodka drinker. Well that was my mistake. They were great! The tartness of the lime, the spiciness of the ginger beer, and of course, the inhibition neutralizing vodka, come together for one refreshing beverage. (I even danced.)
But the Kentucky bourbon mule came later…
This blueberry crumb pie is perfectly juicy with a subtly spiced filling. The crispy brown sugar crumb puts it over the top!
Hello readers, and a belated Happy Birthday America!
Summertime means many things: the ungodly Houston summer weather (this 4th of July was somewhere between a nuclear powered sauna and the 7th circle of hell), grilling absolutely everything possible (we’ve had good luck with a grilled potato salad), and as much fresh fruit as I can eat. While you can get berries pretty much year round, they’re fresher and better in the summer, and the best possible way to eat berries is in a pie!
This blueberry crumb pie recipe is one that my family has been using for years.
The crust is slightly sweet, and pairs nicely with the juicy blueberry filling. It’s also has a ton of butter, so it’s a little tricky to work out, but worth the effort. You are, of course, welcome to use whatever crust you like best. The filling has a few slightly unusual additions that really set it apart from your average blueberry – a little nutmeg, ginger, allspice, and – wait for it – creme de cassis. They may not be typical ingredients, but I’ll tell you what: Liz hates blueberries, and Liz loves this pie. True story! She’s requested it on more than one occasion, and she couldn’t put her finger on just what tasted so delicious. Well, whether it’s the spices or creme de cassis (we know it’s not the blueberries), this is basically the blueberry pie to end all pies. Oh, the brown sugar crumb doesn’t hurt either. (more…)
Brined Barbecue Chicken is the juiciest and most flavorful way to grill up a chicken dinner.
Have I ever mentioned that chicken is our dog’s favorite food?
Have I ever mentioned that our dog’s name is Waffles?
Chicken. And Waffles. A million heart-eyed emojis.
We try not to feed Waffles human-food most of the time. This rule stems from the fact that I did NOT have this rule with our cat, Delilah. As a result, one day shortly after rescuing Delilah, she was sniffing at my grilled cheese sandwich, and I chortled to myself, “Sure, cat, go ahead and sniff. Everyone KNOWS cats don’t eat grilled cheese sandwiches! Har har har!” She then literally grabbed the sandwich out of my hand (WITH HER VERY SHARP TEETH), and the rest is history. She knows her carbs. She begs way more than any dog I’ve ever met. We weren’t going to make the same mistake with Waffles. But from time to time when Waffles has had an upset stomach, our vet recommended feeding her plain chicken breast.
Loves it. LOVES IT. If only we, as humans, appreciated plain chicken breast as much as Waffles does.
But, truth be told, there are many better ways to eat chicken that Waffles will never learn.
Like brined barbecue chicken.
This stuff would blow her little mind. Poor thing.
Liz and I came back last week from our wonderful vacation, and it’s been back to the grind here in Houston. As you might expect, we’ve been moping and sulking about, and generally trying to avoid our work and responsibilities. You understand, right? The post vacation doldrums I suppose.
A couple things helped us to manage our sorrow. Liz just attended a lovely event at a local restaurant, Brennan’s, aimed at Houston food bloggers. The restaurant was rolling out a new summer menu, which included a fabulous seafood spread, and even some ceviche that reminded her of our beach vacation. Plus there was THIS creation:
They call it the Courtyard Bar Tea. Made of hibiscus tea, vodka, and a splash of pineapple juice, Liz described it as perfect for summer sippin’, and also reminiscent of the tropical island she wished she was laying on.
But aside from this event, there was something else to cheer us up when we came home from the airport. In fact, there was something WAITING on our doorstep that helped distract us from our first world problems of lack of beach and tropical drinks – our first Degustabox!
Degustabox is a service that delivers a box of 10-15 food products to your door for you to try. I believe it’s also a way for brands to test out new items to see how they fare in the real world. For me, I just like the idea of a bunch of food appearing as if by magic. Degustabox offered us a subscription in return for reviewing some of their items, and we also managed to get them to offer a FREE BOX to one lucky reader who signs up for our newsletter, so sign up at the end of this post for your chance! Not only that, but we have an exclusive code for 50% off your first box if you want your very own subscription. Read on for the details…