I have been like a shaken up snowglobe, waiting for the snow pieces to settle back down to the bottom. Hence my disappearance as of late. I have been hoping that the less my life moves, the sooner everything settles. And hopefully the sweeter it will become, just like these vegan Ice Cream Snickers Bars….
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Gluten Free Vegan Pizza Dough
If you could eat one food every day for the rest of your life, what would you choose? Someone asked me this the other day and I found that I couldn’t narrow it down to just one. I have a few favorites of which include: french fries, chips and salsa, and potato chips (the food of champions, yes, I…
Vegan Cookie Dough Ice Cream
I imagine the idea of creating a vegan cookie dough ice cream flavor came from a little kid who, while eating an ice cream cone, went to scoop out a finger-full of his mom’s homemade cookie dough only to find a piece of it plopped down onto his cone. Bothered at first, he looked down to…
Easy Vegan Rocky Road Ice Cream
Vegan Rocky Road Ice Cream. We’ll get to you soon enough but first, this story: There is a story of a woman running away from tigers. She runs and runs, and the tigers are getting closer and closer. When she comes to the edge of a cliff, she sees some vines there, so she climbs…
DIY Drumsticks
I solely blame my father on my love, no scratch that, my obsession with dessert. I know, I know. You are rolling your eyes and thinking that I am overreacting with my choice of wording. Obsession? Really? Yes. Obsessed! Hello, you read my blog right? Take one look and it’s obvious I’m crazy. For dessert. (I’m also just…
Stuffed Bell Peppers
I don’t like being late. In fact, I hate it. I start to sweat, my fists tighten and my teeth clench at the thought of being late to something I have committed to. It stresses me out to say the least and gives me the biggest dose of anxiety. Now despite this fact, for some reason, there are…
Easy Homemade Chipwiches
Yesterday I spent my morning at a local coffee shop, reading and sipping my favorite caffeinated beverage. Okay, that was a long, round-about way to describe coffee. So there I was, drinking coffee when an older man approached me where I was sitting. As he stood above me he explained to me that he had…
