Homemade Poptarts, Challenges, & A Love Story.

I met George 10 years ago. Just a couple of kids in freshman French class. George had this way of staring at me from across the room… all year. The one time I attempted to talk to him, I realized that his longing looks came from a place of shyness, as our conversation went something like this- Me: “Hey, you’re in my french class!”, George: “Uh-huh:”. Those are the only words we shared until our senior year in high school. He worked at a local coffee shop that year, and the first time I walked in, he no longer looked like that sweet shy kid that sat across from me, he was all grown up.. And I was smitten. That year I fell in love with the boy in french class, and it was wonderful. But like most high school love stories, life happens. He left for college, there were broken hearts, and our lives took totally different paths. Challenge #1.


Fast forward 5 years, to a coffee date during my very short lunch hour. Although we had met for coffee a few times in between, this time felt different. There was now a grown man sitting across from me. Both of us had stories of the crazy adventures life had taken us on, which were so far off from one another, but some how our paths still ran back together. Yes, I knew this time was different. This time, I brought him a muffin… a banana almond muffin. This time I was going in for the kill. Fate knew that day. Challenge #2.


It was around our third date that it was decided that this was exactly where we needed to be. He looked at me that night and said, “maybe this is always where we were supposed to end up”, and I completely agreed. Here’s the catch though; George’s job requires him to leave every 70 days, for 70 days. Absence does so much more than make the heart grow fonder. To say that I have learned to appreciate love, faithfulness, quality time, and simply being able to call the one you love when ever you dang well feel like it, would be an understatement. Challenge #3.

Life is full of challenges. With George, challenges seem more like adventures, and the best kind of adventures. He pushes me in ways that stretch my abilities, and makes me want to be the best that I can be. At the moment, George is away for work, and today he challenged me to making poptarts. The boy can put back poptarts like its no ones business. So this is for him, and I officially have 19 days to perfect the poptart. Challenge #4.


I look forward to many more “challenges” to come. Thank you George for always pushing my baking abilities, and making me the happiest girl in the world. These are of course a favorite among many, a brown sugar cinnamon poptart. Recipe to come very soon. Enjoy!

Simplicity Done Right: Los Angeles

I know that most of my posts are about sweets. but I cannot help but share my new discovery.  Knowing I was going to be in L.A, I began searching yesterday for a new bakery/restaurant to pop into. After reading some brief reviews on Simplethings Sandwich & Pie Shop, I was intrigued by their menu. Their lunch menu has a great selection, almost making it difficult to decide!

Portobello Pot Pie & a Fried Chix Sandwich

 The food was incredible (as you can see), although we all know why I really went… Dessert! They have the most adorable little pies. You can pick from two sizes, “Simple Pies” & “Cutie Pies”.  We decided on a few of the cuties. I adore the idea of the mini pies. I can definitely see this being a new big thing for weddings! Which they do (See here). I hope that you check out this little gem if you are in the L.A area. Until then, enjoy the pictures of these tasty delights. Please refrain from licking the screen.

French Silk & Banana Cream Pie

A little slice of happiness

I suppose I have gone off the deep end, head over heels in love with lemons this week. As you all may have seen a couple days ago, I posted my favorite Lemon Bar recipe. As I was doing some editing and relaxing last night, it dawned on me that I still had some lemons laying around! Much to my excitement,  I decided to get a little crazy, and make a lemon pie. I was apprehensive at first, as I have never made a pie from scratch before, but I figured what the heck.

So, at 10:30 PM, there I was in my kitchen making pie. Best. Decision. Ever…Especially when you are having a night of insomnia and get a sweet tooth at 1AM. The recipe is identical to the lemon bars. It is good either way, but I highly recommend it in this form. Let me know your thoughts! Until then, enjoy this little slice of cuteness.