I’m generally not one to brag. But guys, I’m kind of a German chocolate cake expert. Really.
You see, my husband’s all-time favorite, “if you could choose one thing to eat for the rest of your life” dessert is German chocolate cake.
And he requests it for LITERALLY every. single. special. occasion. in. his. life.
We’re talking birthdays. Anniversaries. Promotions. New jobs. New houses. New babies. Arbor Day. (Okay, no, we don’t actually celebrate Arbor Day. But you get the picture.)
We’ve been married eight years this August, so I’ve made approximately 23988948594543 German chocolate cakes in my life. If that doesn’t make me an expert on the subject, I don’t know what does.
And trust me when I say that if there’s a new twist on the German chocolate cake out there, I’ve tried it. I mean, you can only make the exact same cake so many times before you just get bored out of your ever loving mind.
If your Valentine’s Day plans include sweet treats in any form, these cookies need to happen in your life. Like, right now. This very second. Because never have I ever found a more perfect frosted sugar cookie in the history of sugar cookies.
I kid you not.
These cookies are EVERYTHING. Light. Incredibly soft. Like you’re eating a pillow on top of a cloud soft. Just the perfect amount of sweet. So cake-y that it’s hardly fair to even call them cookies. And topped with the most perfect buttercream frosting that will make you wish you could take back every other sugar cookie you’ve ever eaten and replace it with these.
Big claims, I know.
They’re also stinking adorable. I mean, just look at those sweet hearts with the pink and red sprinkles. Swoon.
You should make these today for all of the people you love. Your significant other. Your best girlfriends. Your kiddos. Your neighbors. Your barista. Your mailman. Because nothing says “I love you” like the most perfect cookies you’ve ever tasted.
Happy Valentines Day! With love, N.
In case you missed it, it’s my birthday week! (or is it birthweek? Is that a word?)
So long, 27. We had some good times, didn’t we?
And hello, 28.
There’s nothing particularly special about 28, really. It’s not like 21, where you become a card-carrying, bona fide adult. Or 25, where you celebrate being alive for a whole quarter of a century. I mean, that’s kind of a big deal. Or 30. I’ve been told 30 is big. I’ll let you know how I feel about that one in a few years. Or 50 or 100 or any of those really monumental birthdays.
It’s just 28. Just another year.
And yet, I believe there’s always something special about a birthday.
It’s a celebration. It’s a tangible milestone in this adventure we call life. It’s a chance for reflection and goal-setting and maybe even a little bit of dreaming. It’s an opportunity to look at your life, figure out exactly where you are right now, and do a little thinking about where you’d like to be in the next year.
And so, because it’s just what I do, I give you a few random thoughts and lessons from this brand new 28-year-old.