Chocolate Chip Pancake Muffins

Do you ever have the kind of day where you don’t know if you’re coming or going?  Where you can’t tell up from down?  Or whether it’s time for breakfast or dessert?  I can’t exactly help you cope with the first two things on that list.  But the third, I’ve got covered thanks to Three Baking Sheets To The Wind.

She posted about this Chocolate Chip Pancake Muffin that immediately got me to wondering…well, which is it – a pancake or a muffin?  Curiosity piqued as it was, I didn’t fool around letting this question, or recipe, linger.  My brain, and my recipe folders, are too congested to let burning questions such as this go unanswered, just bouncing around.  What follows is the official transcript of the conversation I had with myself after these had been mixed, baked, cooled, and consumed. Continue reading “Chocolate Chip Pancake Muffins”

You Are My Sunshine

Jen at My Morning Chocolate was gracious enough to send Bon Appetit Hon a Sunshine Award.  I don’t care who you are, having another person say thanks for inspiring me or supporting me or just doing what you do, feels good. As greedy as I may secretly be, I can’t hoard all this sunshine.  So I am passing the award on to a few folks who make my world brighter.

As Simple As That“I used to admire fashion designers and thought why did God make me a writer and not a seamstress? I wanted to be able to create a piece that could speak out loud to the world and hang from the shoulders and waists of elegant people. I wanted so badly to mix silk and satin, beads and pearls, to ultimately create something beautiful. Something wonderful. But then I learned with age and experience that I am already a designer. A creator. A maker. I am a weaver of sentences, a seamstress of stories. I create the hemlines to a plot, the V-necks to a poem, the ruffles in a romance. When the last period has found its home at the end of a sentence, I have made something that can resonate to the world like a fine piece of clothing. The gift that I find to be the most beautiful part of my work is that it cannot be felt on my body, the way silk feels to my fingers. It can be felt in my soul. I can read a sewn together sentence over and over again and bring it everywhere with me, just like my leather bag or over-sized Audrey Hepburn sunglasses. I can take words and allow them to seep into my being and then use the passion behind them to do unto others in this world that needs more love. That is more blessed than the most timeless fashion pieces. I can give to others what I sew on my heart.” That is what Hanna Katy posted on her ‘About’ page and that right there is why I admire her.  She says the most powerful, thought provoking things.  I wish that I had a fraction of the grace and awareness that she possesses.

Honey & Jam: I could stare at Hannah’s photos all day long.  And sometimes, that’s exactly what I do.  One day, I hope to possess the skills to capture images like this.

And since I am not one for following rules, and it’s been far too long since I’ve bestowed any It’s A Major Award!, I’m going to take this opportunity to hand out a few of those cheekier awards as well. (For the genesis of the IAMA!, please read this and this.)

The Kitchen Witch: Whether she’s writing about something serious that is touching and brutally honest or she’s giving you her coveted Grandma Rhetta’s lemon bar recipe, Dana never fails to impress me with her wit, her love of life, or her humanity.

Three Baking Sheets to the Wind: I’ve finally found someone else whose brain is filled with as many inane pop culture references as mine is.  Could we have been separated at birth?  Doubtful, considering the mad kitchen skills and creativity that Ali clearly possesses.

You Are What You Eat…Or Reheat: We all secretly love trashy food.  Katie gives us a safe place to own those feelings…every Wednesday!  Spaghetti casserole anyone?

Thanks to Jen for sending a little Sunshine my way.  I hope you’ll take a few moments to check out these other blogs that make my world a little brighter.  And now that they have received some of these sunny rays, I hope that they too will pass them on.