You know what? I just realized that all this time I’ve been so busy ranting about marshmallow fluff and saying goodbye to summer and neglecting to post recipes, I haven’t told you a thing about level 4 at school. Not … wait! there’s more…
It seems I owe you a recipe. I didn’t mean to be so slack about posting one, but I couldn’t very well give you the recipe for, um… spoonfuls of peanut butter and marshmallow fluff straight from the jar. Which … wait! there’s more…
So I know it’s Labor Day, the day that officially puts the kibosh on summer, and I suppose that’s just fine by me (I like sweaters, boots, cider and squash just as much as the next person, you see), but … wait! there’s more…
Well, it’s the first of September. Which, as you may or may not know, means two things. Number one: I am officially 25 years old. Number two: I survived the first real milestone of my culinary education – the midterm. … wait! there’s more…