RecipeMuncher

I’m going to apologize, in advance, for the rest of this post. My life, it turns out, affects how I write, how I dream, how I bake and how I think about food. So some days, it’s ridiculousness and others? Well, some days aren’t quite as shiny-happy-bright. Actually, I’ll occasionally hunt through my archives and laugh as I remember trying to introduce the idea of fruit + chocolate to stubborn Wisconsinites. I’ll be amazed at how crazy happy I sounded, how funny, how (...)