I woke up the other day craving bagels. Specifically, a cinnamon raisin bagel. I don’t know that I’ve ever craved a bagel before. I have certainly craved marionberry cream cheese with an intensity most of you wouldn’t understand, but on this particular day, I desperately wanted a bagel. But rather than pay for the immediate…
banana orange burst muffins.
Eric and I are now the proud owners of our very own wetsuits. We need wetsuits for the swim portion of our Canadian half-Ironman (read: swimming 1.2 miles in a cold lake in the great, white north), and after months of avoiding actually purchasing them, we finally bit the bullet and ordered some this week….
the ultimate peanut butter granola.
Let’s talk about Monday, which threw me off my normal schedule so much that on this Tuesday afternoon, I’m still thinking, “Man, Monday was wack.” I needed to go to the gym to swim for that little triathlon we’re training for (only 6 weeks to go!). This was the longest swim we’ve done so far,…
banana muffins with peach jam swirl.
Let’s celebrate jam. It will come as no surprise to you that I’m a jam lover. I think this all started back when I worked at a summer camp in Washington after my freshman year of college. It was there that all of us Southerners were introduced to marionberry jam. And it was the best….
the best buttermilk biscuits.
Once upon a time, we lived in a little town called Lexington. And in this town, we spent a year living in an apartment in an adorable, pink, historic home in the heart of downtown. And just around the corner from that apartment was a cute little brunch place called Doodles. And we could walk…
sweet potato buttermilk pancakes.
We learned an important lesson in the Ringer household this week. And that lesson is that when you’re washing dishes, if you knock your biggest glass bowl off the edge of your rolling cart, the bowl will shatter into thousands of tiny pieces, taking small chunks out of your beautiful, brand new apartment floor, and…
sweet potato blueberry muffins.
Long live the sweet potato. I already knew I loved, loved, loved sweet potatoes. Specifically, I love sweet potato fries. I love the super crispy (read: horribly unhealthy) kind I can get at restaurants. And I love the softer, healthier version I make at home. I love a sweet potato cooked over an open fire…
banana date muffins.
Let’s talk muffins. I love muffins. I generally dig the blueberry variety, but sometimes you have bananas rotting on the counter, and that’s when these bad boys come into play. And they are awesome. I should’ve known they would be all-star muffins because the recipe came straight from Gwyneth. And Gwyneth always leads us to…
whiskey cinnamon rolls.
Eric is back, folks. And although he’s suffering from some serious jet lag (i.e. he falls asleep almost any time he’s in a seated position), it is SO good to have him home! In an attempt to keep him from ever leaving the country without me again, I whipped up one of Eric’s favorite treats…
quinoa and berries.
What did we learn today? Quinoa doesn’t photograph well. For real. It looks gross. Particularly when combined with yogurt. But we’ll get to that later. As you know, we’ve been eating berries like they are going out of style (or like they will start molding quickly, which is far more likely). We’ve been working them…
blueberry muffins.
There has been a lot of good food happening in this house lately. I feel like we always eat pretty well, but we’ve really been knocking it out of the park in recent weeks. There was one minor chicken and kale casserole catastrophe that was essentially a pile of dry ricotta cheese (but a big…
christmas morning breakfast casserole.
It’s beginning to feel a lot like Christmas. We had a very exciting Christmas-filled weekend, starting on Friday in Nashville. Dave Barnes, one of my absolute favorite artists of all time, performed his “Very Merry Christmas” show at the James K. Polk Theatre. If you aren’t already a fan of Dave (do people like that…
buttermilk scones.
There are very few things that can pull me out of bed at 3:45 in the morning. Apparently the royal wedding is one of them. This morning, in celebration of the marriage of William and Kate, I had a few friends over for a royal breakfast celebration. Now, I have no idea what people actually…
cinnamon-almond monkey bread.
Yesterday was Eric’s birthday! He’s now an old man, and we’ve entered the 20-something days before my birthday where Eric appears to be two years older than me, making me extra youthful. Now, I love birthdays, so I had planned on making Eric’s birthday super exciting right from the start, with a big exclamation of…
blueberry-orange crunch muffins.
Happy Sunday! I love, love, love Sundays. Eric and I generally have a Sunday routine: church, grocery shopping, lunch, run/homework/relax, small group. But Eric was out of town this weekend for the SEC tournament, so nothing was quite normal. First off, there was the whole time change. I decided that the best way to handle…