Zucchini Bread

Zucchini BreadI love the city. The people. The sights. The sounds. The hundreds of takeout options. The endless list of activities available within just a few blocks of my front door.

I love being able to walk everywhere.

I love buying my wine from a wine store and my bread from a bakery, both run by local merchants and both on the same street, within walking distance of my apartment.

And yes, I even love my 750-square-foot apartment filled with IKEA furniture and “vertical storage solutions.”

Zucchini BreadBut I’m going to level with you here. Sometimes, I miss the suburbs. Mostly, I miss paying less than $5 for a gallon of milk, which is a virtual impossibility within the confines of the city.

Which is why, every Tuesday, the tiny person and I hop in the car and make the 20-minute drive to Staten Island.

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No-Churn Vanilla Ice Cream

No-Churn Vanilla Ice CreamIce cream.

Summer.

Can you have one without the other?

No. The answer is clearly no.

No-Churn Vanilla Ice CreamI love ice cream. I love homemade ice cream even more. But believe it or not, I do not own an ice cream maker.

Shocker, right?

It’s been on my wish list for years now. But alas, the ice cream maker still eludes me. As does kitchen storage space. The struggle is real, friends.

(Totally unrelated fact: my birthday is at the end of the month. July 25. The Kitchen Aid ice cream attachment would be ideal. No need to gift wrap.)

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Blueberry Crumb Bars

Blueberry Crumb BarsOne of my favorite things about moving is that it gives me the chance to reorganize my life.

And by “reorganize,” I really mean “purge.”

And by “purge,” I mean “get rid of all of the crap we’ve been saving for years but have never actually needed/used.”

I’ll be honest with you. It makes me giddy. Like a-kid-in-the-candy-store kind of giddy.

Blueberry Crumb BarsI love getting rid of crap. You know the crap I’m talking about. The stuff that we hold onto for no apparent reason other than the fact that we already own it. Like the broken fishing pole in the garage that’s been moved twice. Or the seven million books that everyone in your home has already read (but seriously, why do we keep hard copies of books anymore?) Or the seventh corkscrew in your kitchen drawer (because the sixth one just wasn’t enough?) Not that I actually had any of those things…

This past move was particularly exhilarating because we purged a lot. I mean, a. lot.

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