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I hate baking. I think it's one of those things that I like in theory. I mean, in theory, I like the idea of baking. I like the idea that with some eggs and flour and sugar I can make magic. I like the idea of fresh baked apple pies with a glistening lattice crust. I like the idea of rich, chocolatey layer cakes topped with gooey buttercream and thick ganache. I like the idea of warm muffins bursting with fresh blueberries straight from my oven. But, out of theory, baking is just messy. [caption id="attachment_93049" align="alignnone" width="1400"] Baking is just...

one. Easter is my favorite candy holiday of the year. I mean, Halloween is mostly just regular candy in orange wrappers. And Valentine's day is all about those disgusting Russel Stover heart boxes. But Easter brings out the good stuff. I mean, everything tastes better in bunny form (especially this ADORABLE bunny from Vosges Haut Chocolat). There are also peeps which I hate to eat but once proved would survive a year in your backpack, through a house fire, and through a couple of months in a car trunk with little to no damage). And you cannot count out Cadbury and...

Sometimes you spend $75 on ingredients to make a cake only to taste the batter and think "huh, tastes just like the stuff from a box." And sometimes I really think people overestimate my artistic ability. In any case, I spent the last two days baking an owl-themed baby shower cake for my sister's baby shower. And my hands are currently three different colors. But I guess it came out OK. I'm just hoping it doesn't make its way to Cake Wrecks. ...

1. I have a love/hate relationship with New Years. I love it because for a moment, to me, it truly feels like everything is fresh and clean and I have a whole new year ahead of me that I haven't fucked up yet. But I hate it because it is this one night with so much pressure and so much meaning jammed into it. And I hate to say this because I absolutely love my friends. But there is kind of a long standing tradition between me and my best high school friends that we always spend New Years together. And...

'Twas the night before Thanksgiving and all west and east This creature was stirring, preparing a feast The turkey was brining in the fridge with care In hopes the bird with taste light as air The cookies were baking all snug in the stove with flavors of pumpkin with cinnamon and clove. *** I'm pretty much on my own this year preparing for and cooking Thanksgiving dinner. So, on this night before Thanksgiving, I'm doing some prep work. The American Heirloom Collection Turkey I pre-ordered from Whole Foods came with a couple of feathers in it. Those had to be plucked. Don't buy a turkey with feathers...

1. Buche de Noel Unlike a certain Mr. Tyler Florence on a certain episode of Iron Chef America, MY Buche de Noel turned out swimmingly. My buche (a traditional French "yule log" cake) actually turned out really well and, I say, redeemed me from last week's baking disaster. I slaved away on this puppy (please note, the cake contains no fluffy animals) all day, and really was afraid that it would completely fall apart. I also had no faith in the meringue mushrooms but the way they came together was uber-awesome. I am very proud of my yule log. Check it...