Month: January 2015

Some days call for cookies

It’s not been the most fun couple of weeks. First Charlie Hebdo & the other insanity in Paris, which was completely heartbreaking. That same night my grandpa died in Texas. Two days later I left for Israel for a week of rather heated arguing and insomnia. And a week later, my grandpa and I and most of the rest of the family were back in Illinois for hisĀ funeral. We’re all trying to catch our breath and remember which way is up.

I believe this week may call for a little bit of therapeutic baking. Cookies? Cake? Muffins? Not sure exactly what kind of baking will cure what ails me this week … what kind of baked goods help a rough start to a year?