Whisking You Were Here
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The Sweet Essence of Fall: Grief, Gratitude, and Pumpkin Spice
This week, I had my first Pumpkin Spice Latte of the season (major Starbuck’s girl here). The first sip always tastes like a hug in a cup. It’s sweet, a little spicy, and comforting all at once. Fall itself feels the same way to me- oversized sweaters pulled from the back of the closet, the
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Her Frosting was Perfect, but her Love was Better
Some people are born knowing their way around the kitchen- I was not one of those people. I had to be taught the difference between a bread knife and a butter knife (true story), and I’ve burned more things than I’d like to admit (easy mac isn’t as easy as you’d think). But despite all