This is how my daughter puts her stamp on her after school treat: with simple and sweet Frosted Berry Hand Pies straight from her hand to her mouth.
Smudge is a big helper in the kitchen and she’s the first one to don my apron, and then ask me why I’m not wearing mine and laughs hysterically as if she’s watching an episode of The Three Stooges with her daddy. She definitely has his sense of humor. Personally, I think they could both use a comic relief lesson with Curly. Nyuk, nyuk.
While I’ll be away for a girl’s trip weekend with my 15 of my college besties—a trip we’ve taken every single year since we graduated and of which the number is embarrassingly higher than the age of which we left our undergrad status with diploma in hand—my husb G Dawg will be picking up our Smudge from a week at Girl Scout camp in the mountains above Park City, UT.
This was them at drop-off. Do Girl Scouts have an America’s Next Top Model badge?
Given it’s Girl Scout camp, I’m assuming she’ll have picked up a few more clues or two on how to win a showdown with a moose in the wilderness or how to tie a half hitch knot. And more importantly how to untie it.
What I really want her to gain is a little more self-sufficiency, like the desire to spend even more time in the kitchen and take a load off of mama. Like making and baking her own after school treats. Like this recipe for Frosted Berry Hand Pies.
Like, like, like. It’s her favorite word too. She’s such a valley girl.
I had a secret affair with Pop-Tarts as a kid. Secret only because my mom never bought them. But my friend Kym’s mom did. And she had all of the naughty flavors schmeared with that frosting that doesn’t really melt even when it gets hot and that were good only if you ate them directly from the toaster because if you didn’t the edges of the crust would get hard as a rock and the innards turn into cardboard glue. How did I ever find them appealing?
But home made hand pies are a different breed.
Buttery and flaky, the crust is pretty much the key here, but the fact that it’s so incredibly simple to pull together is its real appeal. Any fruit will do, or try with a peanut butter and jam, or ham and cheese for a savory edition and you won’t find the taste of dry cardboard in the lot.
So while I’m revisiting my college days this weekend reliving the good old days while partaking of jello shots and water games, take some time out of your lovely weekend and check out a few of this week’s Friday Faves.
Happy weekending friends!
One of my favorite cross-platform (phone, laptop, desktop, mobile) apps just keeps evolving, make a note of Evernote Food.
12 countries. 107 restaurants. $275,000 to eat your way through 3-star Michelin-rated restaurants. I’ll take two.
Fire it up. Over 50 Buffalo and BBQ recipes.
Or parcel it out. 50 Amazing Zucchini Recipes.
A beautifully written truth: There’s only one thing you should regret in life.
So long wine and whiskey, say hello to the world’s most extensive water tasting menu. Only in L.A.
The only way for any sweet tooth to celebrate Shark Week.
The side-splitting trials and tribulations of being pregnant with George Clooney’s twins.
Very funny, in that ironic maybe too close to home kind of way: 23 Stages of Making Friends on Twitter.
Thanks to their latest update, I’ve gone back to one of my original iPhone image editing favorites. And it’s a goodie.
And a list of this week’s virtual dinner from around the food blogs, summer style ala Italia.
Peach and Thyme Spritzer
Simple Balsamic Melon Salad
Heirloom Tomato and Mozzarella Tart
Linguine and Clam Puttanesca with Burrata and Basil
Almond Amaretto Panna Cotta
Zucchini Coconut Lunchbox Bread (maybe not Italian themed but it sounds sooooo good!)
Have a grand weekend, arrivederci!
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