it’s friday i’m in LOVE!

September 26, 2014



pumpkin-spice tidings to you m’loves.

fall is in the air {albeit by route of my scented candles} and i couldn’t be happier.

these un-airconditioned, sleepless nights are no longer the romantic, nostalgic, and interesting reads on facebook…..i need to SLEEP!!!

the AC guy promises to install next week, and i couldn’t be more excited.

{just in time for the weather to cool down and the fireplace to get crackling again.}

here are a few other items kicking up my boots:


i cannot contain my love for samantha friedman jacoby

samantha shot photos of me this summer, and it was the easiest, most fun, and anxiety-free photo-session i’ve ever had.

samantha is a mad genius, and made me look one thousand times better than i do in real life.

if you’re ever in need of a southern california photographer, look no further than samantha. you will NOT be disappointed.

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there’s no doubt, fall is a foodie’s favorite time of year {say that five times fast.}

comfort food season is back in full swing, and kitchens teem with aromas of homemade, savory stews, and nutmeg spiced pies.

 as much as i am a sucker for a warm casserole, for me, this time of year is all about the honeycrisp apple.

Honeycrisp Twitter

juicier than a peach, with the perfect combination of sweet and tart, the honeycrisp apple craze is felt all across the nation, even on twitter.

difficult to grow, and thus unfortunately the most expensive apple in the market, the honeycrisp has a very short season from late august to october.

they are best eaten raw with no accoutrements.


because you’ve been so honeycrisp-healthy, you can now afford to indulge in my newest obsession: high road craft ice cream.

we discovered high road craft ice cream on our trip to south carolina.

hand crafted in georgia, high road started out as a group of chefs making homemade ice cream for other chefs. it wasn’t long before the demand to buy high road in markets and online grew, and now lucky for me, so will my thighs.

but expanding waistbands aside, this stuff is worth every calorie.

flavors like “bakesale,” “mr.butterpants,” mixed berry buttermilk,” and “brown ale caramel” will turn you into a fan as well.


one fall ritual i will not be partaking in this year is my consumption of the “pumpkin spice latté”.

a favorite i look forward to every september, my heart is broken after learning about all the crap that actually goes into these autumnal tasty treats.

luckily i found this delicious, non-toxic replacement.


no big plans for me this weekend other than a couple of standing napping appointments i have with two terrible beasts.

what about you m’loves? pleasae thrill me with tales of table-top shimmies and drunken cab rides home.

until next time, weekend happy to you.



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July 21, 2014

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a monday happy to you m’loves.

despite my damnedest to choke back the reins on a runaway, speeding summer, summer still barrels ahead at a breakneck pace.

this weekend was no exception.

my self-esteem got off to a proper, humiliating start on friday afternoon courtesy of the blow dry bar, where i had hoped to get an upper hand on my hair for my saturday photo shoot with samantha jacoby–which as the day neared i was 1000% regretting knowing i was nowhere near the level of subject she typically shoots.

going through the obligatory script, the hair stylist asked me if i had any “big plans” for the weekend. i replied that i had a photo shoot on saturday, and thus was getting my hair done for it; whereby she stopped my shitty head massage, peered down at my figure and face with autopsy focus, and said {I. SWEAR. TO. GOD.}:

“oh. so you’re a photographer?”

i laughed so hard i concussed my head on the shampoo bowl.

serves me right for being such a lazy bitch, and not washing my own hair.

ego decimation aside, samantha was a blast.

i don’t care if i end up looking like an old cow in the photos, i made a new girlfriend which is the bigger win.


with my self-regard in the toilet, compliments of a round-brush wielding witch, the only way to clinically feel better about myself was to get immediate access to sugar and butter.

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although the plan was try this nectarine concoction; i got all fraidy cat and instead went with an old standby i’ve been making since college that has never disappointed me; kind of like cashmere, peanut butter & jelly sandwiches, and amy adams, this plum cobbler does not let me down.

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 truly a summer dessert, my red plum crunch relies on the sourness of summer {red} plums to give it a very tart contrast to the sweet of a traditional cobbler.

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i’m pretty sure this is the same bottle of créme de cassis i used in college.

you cannot taste the alcohol; i hate desserts that taste like liquor.

i don’t even like my cocktails and wine to taste like booze.

the créme de cassis gives the dish a rich, almost smokiness that plays so well with vanilla ice cream.

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if you ask me though the “crumble” is really the upshot of the recipe.

brown sugar: good.

butter: good

oatmeal & cinnamon: good

i double the recipe for the topping.

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and even with the double there may or may not have been an extra bowl of crumble made for the emotionally borderline,  “photographer” and her need to binge it out.

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the finished product….made prettier with flowers and china.

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i have a feeling that “look” back there is how pillow-mageddon began last week.

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although delicious on its own, the red plum crunch becomes a bowl-scraper with vanilla talenti gelato.


my 20 year old recipe still holds up to the emotional eater test.

i devoured my bowl in olympic record time.

tummy love to you my darlings.

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in the mood for june….

June 2, 2014


 no gloomy june for this katie-girl.

my morning’s coffee is extra black, and for once, i have clean hair.

life is grand.

yesterday, june greeted us with open-wide, sunshine’y arms, and a periwinkle-blue sky to match.

 sunday’s weather was so glorious, so post-card picturesque, i had to stay in bed all day, shades drawn, lights off, eye mask on.

i alternated between napping, reading, and catching up on mad men episodes to buffer my anxiety over all the natural beauty taking place outside.

a healthy dose of grime and angst here and there is needed to keep my blood sugar even; don draper served serve that purpose precisely.


tis the season for the beach read.

last week i blew through this novel in a day. it IS the epitome of a beach read: murder, sex, family drama, a summer escape to a lake, etc….not a lot of brain power required, but it drew me in like an easter brunch buffet with a belgian waffle bar.

i’m now balancing out my brain cells with this…..very enjoyable…not sure it’s pulitzer material though? anyone else read it?


so i’ve officially made THIS song my summer jam.

no, it’s not a new release, but it just oozes hot, sultry nights; think convertible for two, driving down pacific coast highway as the sun sets….

i’m loving it for both my spin and pilates classes….


my hopes for june aren’t grand or audacious.

i’d like to feel the sand beneath my feet.

i want to perfect this cocktail……i might even make it non-virgin!!

i’m going to learn lightroom even if it means locking myself in a DARKroom to do it…anyone out there with experience with this effer of an editing software?

and, as always, the dance parties will continue with flourish and panache.

what are your june endeavors?

monday happy to you m’loves.


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