Coping With Cake – THE LOSS

Some exciting things have been happening in the kitchen, and some sad things have happened.  My business is doing really well, with quite a few orders coming in.  It has been a very big blessing.

I lost a family member, my youngest pup.  It has been a rough few weeks.

I created a few new recipes, one of them is an icing, and the other is a candy recipe.  The new icing has now been titled as Vanilla Truffle, and the candy is now labeled as Classy Cups™.

Link to my facebook for additional recipes, and cake creations 🙂

Stay sweet my friends.

 

Piping Dreams

It has been a very busy few weeks.  I not only knocked out a few cakes but was dealing with some medical issues 😉 But yay 🙂 back to feeling good 🙂

I would have to say that I have really fallen in love with baking and creating.  While it isn’t new for me to be in the kitchen (y’all know how them thick southern county girls are raised 🙂 haha) it is new for me to combine my creative side with my cooking side on different levels.

I have also enjoyed preparing and serving and watching people take a bite and really enjoy what was just made for them.  Homemade food is so different than fast food.  Being a single mother – going to dinner was a rare occurrence anyways – so most meals were cooked at home for my Turkey (daughter).  I have learned a lot over the years – and I always kind of looked at it like science.  For anyone that really does like to create new recipes – yes there is science involved. If you don’t know how certain chemicals react to certain tempatures, conditions, climate, lighting, blah blah – then you will have some fails along the way.  My work friends don’t mind so much hahaha 🙂

I look forward to continuing this adventure – despite if it takes off and soars  – or if it just hovers.  The best part of any creation is truly enjoying it.

There are long hours, and there are some nights to where I sit up researching and brainstorming – but at the end of the day – when it all comes together, it is beauty.  It is beauty that I created out of love for you to enjoy.

So happy week y’all.

Love and be loved my friends.

It’s a sweet life ❤

 

Goaldigging Together – Team Effort – Momma Rapping

The thing about goal digging is that you will hear people say, including myself from time to time, that saying “I don’t need anybody”.

Well we feel like this, often times because there isn’t a supportive base.  There is so much struggle in the world, but if I see a friend trying to showcase their talent – then I am going to do my best to lift them up, regardless of how the result comes for me.  When we help each other – it sets a snowball effect of boosting each other up, it makes people feel good.  You should never expect anything in return, if we care about each other – then we care about each other’s passion.

Sometimes it is so simple to make a huge impact in someone’s life, one that doesn’t cost you anything.

It only causes you a share after you read this.  I pay attention – I pay it forward, and notice the ones that have been there along the way.

Sharing a friend’s vision or dream – that means the world.  And even if we don’t know each other – if you are here reading – I hope you share your vision with the world, and I hope your friends and family help you rise along the way.

Lets rise together.

Yea I Got Dreams – Momma Rapping

Making Music Move ~ A Man on the Rise ~ An Up ~ Coming Artist Hitting the Rap Scene

And who would have even fucking knew? Not me? Why because I wasn’t paying attention. And like HOW tf NOONE gonna tell me about it?

Like what’s up hills? Like I didn’t see that shit on the school website? Like come on now. Like why am I always the last to know?

Like let me tell yall something too. Even when this man messaged me, I curbed him.

I hate to admit it, I didn’t even look at his profile. It’s instagram, it doesn’t say who it is.

And I’m so focused on me right now, I said thanks and kept moving.

He was actually telling me good job on my music. I was appreciative and very thankful but in my experience on Instagram, soon he would tell me he was stationed in Afghanistan and needs a wife soon after I picked up on his broken English even though he was from Michigan ???? So anyways yeah kept it moving.

For some time too.

Till the next message.

Now as you can see there is over 2 weeks in those messages but then he said that, and I was like hold the fks up. Who is you??? So investigative Annie came out to play and discovered this is my middle thru high school friend Herbert. Now I am sure this is his preferred name, however I called him Herby.

The crazy thing is, this boy he was smart and discovered still very driven into his dreams although different in ways that I would come to discover.

We have been out of school for close to 20 years. I know, I know ladies, reality tho. The last time I seen him, was so long ago, it’s rather blurry but he was in a white sedan that was broke down and he had no time to deal with visiting at that moment. And we never seen each other again.

We were pretty close in school so I was super happy to connect once again.

But then I discovered he does this all music thing.

He writes music like whhhaaattt???

So he sends me some of his music and I’m completely fucking took back. Like dam homie air high five cause like you done went through some shit and now you speaking on some real shit.

And like it’s pretty bad ass having a friend that shares artistic talents.

I hope y’all give him a go.

And share it up please.

Small town people, rarely make it out and up, let’s help him rise yall. Support me, by supporting him, and I will see and support you too in your endeavors

#letselivate

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A Man On the Rise

Watch Him Rise

Up in Dreams

Apple Candy

Remember Me

Making Music Move ~ A Man on the Rise ~ An Up ~ Coming Artist Hitting the Rap Scene

And who would have even fucking knew? Not me? Why because I wasn’t paying attention. And like HOW tf NOONE gonna tell me about it?

Like what’s up hills? Like I didn’t see that shit on the school website? Like come on now. Like why am I always the last to know?

Like let me tell yall something too. Even when this man messaged me, I curbed him.

I hate to admit it, I didn’t even look at his profile. It’s instagram, it doesn’t say who it is.

And I’m so focused on me right now, I said thanks and kept moving.

He was actually telling me good job on my music. I was appreciative and very thankful but in my experience on Instagram, soon he would tell me he was stationed in Afghanistan and needs a wife soon after I picked up on his broken English even though he was from Michigan ???? So anyways yeah kept it moving.

For some time too.

Till the next message.

Now as you can see there is over 2 weeks in those messages but then he said that, and I was like hold the fks up. Who is you??? So investigative Annie came out to play and discovered this is my middle thru high school friend Herbert. Now I am sure this is his preferred name, however I called him Herby.

The crazy thing is, this boy he was smart and discovered still very driven into his dreams although different in ways that I would come to discover.

We have been out of school for close to 20 years. I know, I know ladies, reality tho. The last time I seen him, was so long ago, it’s rather blurry but he was in a white sedan that was broke down and he had no time to deal with visiting at that moment. And we never seen each other again.

We were pretty close in school so I was super happy to connect once again.

But then I discovered he does this all music thing.

He writes music like whhhaaattt???

So he sends me some of his music and I’m completely fucking took back. Like dam homie air high five cause like you done went through some shit and now you speaking on some real shit.

And like it’s pretty bad ass having a friend that shares artistic talents.

I hope y’all give him a go.

And share it up please.

Small town people, rarely make it out and up, let’s help him rise yall. Support me, by supporting him, and I will see and support you too in your endeavors

#letselivate

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A Man On the Rise

Watch Him Rise

Up in Dreams

Apple Candy

Remember Me

Humanizing Emotions

Insight to Emotions

It’s always been hard for me to show emotion. And typically when I do, I come off angry instead of sad.

I look back over my 20s and I was mad. Mad about a lot of stuff. Mostly on how people could work so hard to struggle so much. Even in my early twenties I used to think to myself wow, like these people I knew, the ones better off financially what a great life that must have been. You know to never get made fun of because your clothes tore on the playground, or because everything gained always had to be a fight to get. When I was going through my first divorce I was probably the maddest. While I was working two jobs, going to school, he was taking trips with his new wife. I struggled everyday of my life for the little that we had. Of course that isn’t my mindset today. Today I look back and I realized how blessed and how hard my parents worked for what little we did have. It’s hard to make it in this life. I am incredibly blessed for everything in my life. Everything. Down to even the negatives. Every thing within the house I am in, I worked for. I bought. I plan on, Lord willing buying the house I am in too. But that has been a battle since even before I moved in due to student loans. Cause you know, improvement is great, until you go to a school and acquire a degree that you can not use, and now that school is being sued by the department of education so you are waiting for Devoss to make her move so that hopefully your debt to income ratio flips and you can finally buy that house you are in love with. But hey, even though I’ve been waiting for 2.5 years, I am hopeful something happens soon before I loose my chance to buy the house. Ass to action Devoss. Some of us have dreams and ur holding us up.(I filed before I moved into the house, if you want more information, Google Corinthian College Fraud)

anyways

All that anger was really just pain. It was a combination of failed relationships, me failing as a mother, me failing as a daughter, just a lot. Then my dad passed away. Well I never processed any of my emotions. My life was in fast forward for so long that my emotions really only consisted of happy, or mad, no in between.

Well things have slowed down, and I am processing, I am healing. So some times the emotions I never processed, well they sneak up on me. And that is okay. It’s helping me heal. And I would rather process and heal than to be angry and upset all the time.

Excuse me I’m healing 💓

Fancy Bread Recipe The Carb Catering Tales

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Oh no, it is the horrible carb loaded bad boy BREAD hahahaha.  I know, I know – I can hear you ask yourself – but she is on modified keto, what is she doing with this delicate looking delight?  Well because not everyone is on keto, and because it’s important for a wide range of palettes, plus; BALANCE people.  I have shared and I will not lie, I do; from time to time have carbs in my diet.  Is it the norm?  Of course not; diets work best when you actually follow them, but I am in this long term, and to look at someone and say that I will never put a slice of bread or a bowl of pasta in my belly from time to time, would just be a bold faced lie.  I have control over that though, I have control over what is on plate.  My diet is a lifestyle.  Breads, carbs, sugars, they are treats now, and not a part of my daily diet, and that is how I have balanced my diet.

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This is your typical cuban bread from Walmart – for I think 2.00.  The rest is stuff I had in the fridge.  This is the bread we would often make with spaghetti or lasagna or any of those other carb filled friends.

The thing is this is more of a technique and tweaking than anything else.  Now you could easily just throw some butter and cheese on top of the bread – but then where is the fun in trying new things? Plus, in my experience, once you have this bread – you really won’t want it any other way.

Things you will need:

1 loaf of cuban bread

1tbsp of heavy whipping cream

4 tbsp of unsalted sweet cream butter

1 cup of shredded sharp white cheddar

1/4 cup of shredded sharp cheddar (yellow)

1 tsp (or more depending on taste) of garlic salt

dash of parsley

You can adjust the recipe as you prefer to taste.  The first step I generally do before I start cooking the rest of the meal.  You will mix the garlic, white cheddar cheese, heavy whipping cream, butter on the stove over medium high heat – just long enough for everything to melt.  This shouldn’t take too long, just stirring and mixing until well combined and melted together.  Take off stove, pour into a covered dish and place into fridge.

Great now you made yourself some cheese butter!

I know simple right – a 5 minute little thing that turns an okkaayyy garlic bread into a satisfying and seductive delight that is slightly addictive.

When you are ready to toast the bread.

Now that the cheese butter is solid and can be scooped out like butter – apply to the top of the cuban bread.  I generally just scoop out about 1 tbsp in even sections, and coat – then go back over to add any remaining.  You can decide how much coverage – I like it messy, so I scoop mountains.  Don’t judge me, if I am going to ingest carbs – I am gonna have them how I want them hahahaha.

Here is another preference point, I like a soft centered bread with a crunchy and cheesy top.  I only top broil on high heat.  You can decide what you want to do here.  If you like a soft top and crunchy bottom, baking at 400 will get you there. So really at this step – decide where you want the crunch – and go with the setting on the stove that will get you to your desired crunch, and preheat.  And if you like crunch on both – then run your oven at 400 for the first 7-10 minutes, then broil on high for 5-7 minutes.

Put your cheesy hot mess in the oven.  And cook until the cheese starts to bubble.  I know wth??? Right at the best part??? I know I know.  But remember that 1/4 of sharp yellow cheddar?  Yea – more cheese.  Take your bread that is just a few minutes away from being done, and sprinkle the yellow cheese over the white mixture.  Just lightly coated.  Stick it back in the oven till you get the top how you prefer.  Generally no more than 10-15 minutes total.

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Sprinkle the tops with some parsley and serve on up.

 

Your family will thank you.

 

Happy Carb Catering Day!

 

P.S.  Am I the only one that loves the burnt cheese slide off from oven baked foods?  Cause I am about that life!

Shady Shit Saga

I don’t understand the obsession with being shady, and this isn’t just for men. Like in general. People in general? I don’t understand why people can’t just say what they mean, and mean what they say?

Like in all aspects of life too. Lovers, friends, family. Like in all aspects.

It is the biggest reason we don’t trust people. I mean how many times have any of you trusted someone, and they failed in devastating measures? In probably every aspect of your life as well?

And like I get it, I know someone who is doing some shady shit gonna say, cause I don’t want to hurt the other person. Hey, I have said that too. That protective demeanor, yet it is really destructive. I know it is hard sometimes to have those truth talks, but really we need to start having them.

I look back at all my relationships, and I know I sit here single cause I don’t want to lay next to someone in which I have to question their intentions. And it isn’t like I don’t make attempts, but I have yet to come across a man in the dating world that holds these, what should be, core values.

Friendships are the one that is the most complex of all of them for me. Mainly because I am closed off really but just to a few select people. Most of them from hometown, and have known for a lifetime, and the select other few that have been able to handle my crazy ass. Doesn’t mean that I haven’t picked up a few along the way that had to be left in memory. Doesn’t really matter the reasons, or the whys, because at the end of the day – none of that matters. What I never did understand is why two women could be incredibly close one day, and because some thing was said, or done, and someone gets mad or offended, people run off and talk shit about each other, instead of saying what you have to say to each other. USE YOUR WORDS. And I know a lot of women do this. I would rather my friend and I have discuss this shit, and work it out – then do destroy the relationship? Even in the relationships that have fallen, and someone asks me about that person – I always respond the same way.

“We don’t talk anymore, but I wish her the best, I will always love her”

We do not have to cut each other down to makes ourselves look better.

And when you have friends and a relationship, sometimes you are just hoping no one gets too close. Ya, that has happened to me, and it only has to happen to you once before you get nervous about having your boyfriend around your friends. And like what kind of fucking life is that? Like I wanna hang out with all my peoples without having to worry about someone trying to play after hour poker.

Cheating seems to be so common. Sex no longer has emotional attachment. Everyone trying to fulfill some type of fantasy – and yet maybe if they had these conversations with their partner – maybe they would find out, they had what they were looking for the whole time..

That is where that, don’t toss a diamond looking for a rock saying comes from. The constant seeking of satisfaction, yet never achieving it, because you never take the time to appreciate love and accept a person on a different level.

I know I said to an ex one day “I don’t even know who you are, you don’t even know who you are”. When we live in a constant lie, the people around you don’t know who you are – this creates chaos.

This distrust in each that we have can only be repaired by starting within ourselves. Let’s get back to having conversations. Let’s get back to some of those core values. Let’s start being truthful. Let’s own up to the crazy shit we do.

Let’s build each other up. Not tear each other down. Life is hard – our relationships shouldn’t be. We shouldn’t have to question each other’s intentions day in day out. Stop the madness.

Cheesy Chasing Omelette

Cheesy Chasing Omelette

When I say cheesy – I mean cheesy.

This omelette is actually incredibly easy to make – just – and feeds quite a few people.

So if you are on a tight budget – and trying to get creative with your eggs – here ya go.

Makes for a beautiful plating – and is quite scrumptious.

Make an omelette roll, top with some more yum.  If you are unfamiliar with how to roll an omelette – make a very thin layer, and roll like a roll-up.

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Omelette

6 eggs

1/4 cup of heavy whipping cream

Butter for the pan

Cheese sauce

2 tbsp of butter

1/2 cup of white sharp cheddar cheese

Salt, pepper, parsley, to taste.