• Hot Chocolate and Peppermint Marshmallows for Cozy Winter Nights

    Hiya Crumblers! I know it’s been a very long time since I posted. So long, that this post is now way out of season. I guess the bright side of this debilitating world crisis is that I now have time to write a few posts (if I can crawl out of my sad quarantine blanket cave long enough to bake something). But enough excuses, let’s talk about why the fuck I’m posting Christmas treats in April. To be totally honest,  I started writing this when I was on the top of the winter hill – right before Christmas – when I’m too busy with the pending holidays and extra workload…

  • S’mores Cake – Happy Anniversary Crumb What May!

    S’mores. There’s a reason why it’s a classic flavor. Just think about biting into a freshly toasted, warm, delicious s’more right now. It’s crunchy, melty, and gooey; sweet, salty, bitter, and smokey all at once. It’s the perfect dessert in a tiny little square. Good with children, will easily travel. So when some friends and I booked a weekend cabin in Wisconsin for The Hubby’s birthday, I thought what better-flavored cake for a cabin in the woods then a s’mores cake? Long story short involving drinking, spaghetti and meatballs, a complicated board game, way too much corn on the cob, and some other things I won’t mention here… cake didn’t…

  • Chocolate Apricot Tarts – Bitter Sweet Delights

    Hello Summer! 2018 has been a whirlwind of a year for me so far. I left my 9-5 to follow my dream of a culinary career, pursued my real estate license, traveled to Amsterdam, and moved into a new apartment. I’m very tired. I’m hoping that now that we’re settled into our new home that I will have more time to start baking and writing again. And so I present to you my first bake in my new kitchen: Chocolate Apricot Tarts! I first saw these little lovelies by Rebecca of Figs and Pigs when looking for handheld desserts for a Halloween party. How perfect these would have looked on my…

  • Quadruple Chocolate Cookies – No Such Thing as Too Much Chocolate

    Chicago winter has arrived. I’m a little bit of a humbug, so my mood in November usually starts with depression that Halloween is over, then anger over people skipping Thanksgiving and going straight to Christmas, then a big fat groan upon hearing the first Christmas song of the season, and eventually settles on grumpy old man style mumbling about kids these days and shuffling around Target reluctantly shopping for secret Santa gifts with my hair shoved under my hat making me look like a cone head. Maybe it was years of retail that turned me against the Holidays. Or maybe it was working in Emergency Rooms (dark stuff my friends). Or…