It’s baking season and I’ve been dreaming about spending my weekends cozied up in my jam jams (yes, that’s what I call them), sipping on hot cocoa with vanilla almond milk, reading a good book and baking all the things I can dream up. Throw in a trip to the vintage market and you’ve pretty much given me the best weekend ever.
Ever since I was a little girl, I’ve loved pumpkin. LIKE LOVED. Perhaps because I only got to enjoy it during the holiday season and it seemed like such a special treat. Or maybe it was the spicy sweet flavors of warm pumpkin pie with dollops of whipped cream along time with my family that simply overjoyed my heart. Either way, pumpkin to me is both nostalgic and one of the tastiest things I can have.