My name is Kelly and I am a Nutella addict.
Correction, my name is Kelly and I am a recovering Nutella addict.
I am recovering in the sense that I only buy Nutella if I am going to bake with it and only if I use the entire jar. If I don’t use the entire jar, I throw the rest away. I know it’s wasteful and I do feel bad but, I cannot have Nutella around the house or I will turn into that person who comes home from work, throws on a pair of sweats, turns on a West Wing marathon via Netflix, and eats Nutella out of the jar with a spoon…
Oh wait, that was me. I went through a phase when I was living in San Francisco where I did just that but I realized that if I ever wanted my Pinterest Wedding Board to become a reality, I had better give this up. So, sadly, I did. Continue reading
I need chocolate. Badly. And by need I mean I’ve been scrounging through cupboards, looking for lost gems hidden away for days just like today. Sadly…none to be found. I finished off some spice cake, straight from the pan with a fork, while I thought through my options.
The easy quick fixes, like no bakes or boxed brownies, just didn’t seem like they would cut it. I needed something more. -Sidenote- I was never allowed to make no bake cookies when I was younger. My dad said something along the lines of it wasn’t real baking, those were for children, I needed to make something more mature, etc., etc. etc. I suppose a thank you is in order…although it still seems like a harsh rule…
Some say I’m a picky eater (don’t listen to them…I’m infinitely better than I was as a child). However one thing I’m still picky about: Bananas. They have one little bruise? Done. Start turning slightly brown? Nope. I just can’t do it! I also can’t bear to throw them away, so I end up with a freezer full of brown bananas.
Lucky for me, I have the world’s best banana muffin recipe! (in my humble opinion). These are the muffins I grew up with. The original recipe came from a bed and breakfast in Western Washington my parents stayed at. There’s a story to go along with it…something like Dad bribing the cook for the recipe, or spending ridiculous amounts of money on the whole cookbook just for the muffin recipe, but I can’t quite remember. You’ll have to use your imagination.
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I am on a quest to find the best chocolate chip cookie recipe. I’m serious; it is one of my life goals to master the art of baking chocolate chip cookies. I’m so dedicated to this goal, I even wrote my grad school admissions essay on this topic. I compared baking chocolate chip cookies to my pursuit of higher education. I thought for sure I’d get into my dream school: University of Vermont. For one, unless you’re from Vermont, who really wants to go there? And second, it’s my dream to live in a New England Fall.
That dream will have to wait. Turns out only 1 of the 6 schools I applied to values the chocolate chip cookie like I do and the University of Vermont is not one of them. Oh well, made my decision easy!