Maybe something donut-scented

Okay, back to making things that I wanna make and right now I wanna make….colors! My theme is colors. NO MONOCHROMATICISM IN THIS HOUSE, I'M TAKING A STAND.

First, Greek Chickpea Salad. 1) Open a can 2) Chop a couple of things 3) Feel incredibly virtuous despite eating giant cubes of cheese for dinner:

4) Watch Child 1 and Child 2, who will only eat olives and chickpeas, respectively, Jack Sprat this thing 5) Eat their cheese too.

I don't really have to sell you on this one, do I? Did you read what it was called?

We are certainly eating the rainbow around here these days! We know that brightly colored foods are an indicator of different vitamins, especially when selecting donuts.

Hey moms! Did your children give you a really terrible Mother's Day present? Groupon's got your back.

CANDLE NEWS: Custom orders are up and running! Send me your requests, no matter how intensely specific, and I will do my best.

Also, my plan was to release a new summer scent every Friday this month in order to appease the Angry Summer Sun. It is currently 64 degrees and drizzling, which means that my modest offerings are working beyond my wildest imagination. If this continues, I will probably have to release a new summer scent weekly throughout the entire summer, and possibly until the end of time. Now accepting suggestions.


Older, wiser, fuller

I had a birthday! So I went to a cheese shop! I am experiencing some lingering birthday laziness as well as a child who has repeatedly vomited on the couch this morning, so I'm pretty much just going to show you pictures!

My fountain of youth.

I'm actually not at all surprised that Ivy already has fully formed opinions regarding charcuterie.

Pretending to be…cows? I'm going with cows.


Dan labeled all the cheeses for me and I pretended to carefully note what I was shoveling into my mouth.

Dessert! Don't worry, it's dairy free, I'm not crazy.

So when I said all that was for my birthday I was lying, it was the day before my birthday. My actual birthday was a beautiful plate of spaghetti and a REAL homemade cake, the kind of cake that prompts questions such as "Is this cake flour expired?" and "Can I substitute Chambord for kirsch?"

My theory is that the intensity of effort melted the whipped cream.

We all enjoyed ourselves very much.


Myself, and the treating thereof

First, a programming note: Make What I Wanna Make May was a fantastic idea and I am a genius.

So what did I wanna make this time?

Well, candles, mostly.

But other things, too. Like No-Grocery-Trip Taco Salad:

Way to step up, Freezer Chorizo!

And According To My Mother-In-Law It's National Chocolate Chip Day Cookies:

Good looking out, Pat!

I also returned to one of the greatest cookbooks I have ever cradled lovingly in my arms, Melissa Clark's In the Kitchen with a Good Appetite. Ever since I made this olive oil granola and served it with ricotta cheese last winter, I have thought of it longingly. "I wish I had some of that right now," I would think. "If only I were solely responsible for buying groceries and feeding myself."

And, I thought, while we're elbows-deep in a proper cookbook, why not make something fancy? Like Figgy Piggy Drumsticks and Thighs but with cherries instead of figs because that's all I can find and I'm pretty sure one sweet/expensive fruit is as good as another?


We also made a pizza run. Some of us were more cautious about this mission than others.

SIDENOTE TO REGAN: I think I've figured out a way for us to get our money back.


Looks like June will be "Entirely New Wardrobe Month"

Welcome back to Make What I Wanna Make May! What did I wanna make?

Chicken fried steak, CLEARLY.

Hello there, Responsibility Sprouts.

This plate was so appealing I was getting jostled by other photographers.

What else did I wanna make? My children prepare a feast for me.

Their love for me is so great that the labor is a joy, rather than a burden to them.

Anyway, I got a pretty swell pancake out of the deal.

And none of that was even for Mother's Day proper! Sunday itself involved enough baked goods for a mid-size office.

Seriously though, look at this.

All of these pictures were taken after I was too full to eat any more.

Thanks Dan and Bribery Bakery! Starting to suspect I am being bribed into never wearing pants again, though.

Eight months into the school year, we are finally settling into our personal style.

This is actually just a very dignified take on "Crazy Hat Day." I'm pretty sure that, given those parameters,  Ivy would try to wear a live opossum on her head.


Look for a lot of cheese in the next few weeks

Guys, I was so distracted by my candle-slinging venture that I stumbled into May without a food theme.  (My book theme, of course, continues to be "not reading Middlemarch, but leaving it marked as 'Currently Reading' on Goodreads in order to punish myself.") I had to dig deep, but I am now pleased to welcome you to It's My Birthday Month And I'll Make What I Wanna Make May!

I know it sounds a little obscure, a little precise, but stick with me. I think the inspiration was realizing that Tuesday was Cinco de Mayo and I hadn't cooked out of Homesick Texan in a while and there was NOTHING STOPPING ME from making chalupas for dinner. NOTHING AND NO ONE.


Then, I mean, I already had Homesick Texan open in the cookbook holder, so I went ahead and made some salmon croquettes:

And some killer avocado soup:

If you are in need of comfort, I suggest a bowl of avocados, coconut milk, and buttermilk. If you are truly in the depths of despair, crumble a dozen or so tortilla chips in it. There, you are fixed!

I'm ALSO pleased to report that I have made a significant breakthrough on the mothering front, as I have determined that all previous scowling was due to an appalling state of underaccesorization.

We will only ever be happy, if slightly over-warm, from now on.



I haven't done any cooking since last week, you know why? Because I am a TITAN OF INDUSTRY NOW. Other people cook for me. At least through the weekend. Because I am tired.

These tins didn't semi-carefully line themselves up, you know.

I don't know WHY I was tired, what with my team being all-hands-on-deck and such.

I had a really fun, pretty successful day out there and I am definitely encouraged to keep hitting up fairs and festivals throughout the summer. The (female, my-aged) people love candles and I am here to give the people what they want. Did we learn some things about selling wax items outdoors in Texas?

We maybe did.

Did we also get a pretty nice review over at Evolution of a Foodie? Heck yeah we did. Thanks, Kelly! I keep scanning it for the phrase "This clearly insane person sent me a candle that smells like barbecue," but I still don't see it anywhere.

(And, confidential to anyone who has put in a MAYBE-joking request for a custom order over Twitter, there is a sample of cement-scented fragrance oil on its way to my house, because Wick Habit is in the business of making everyone's wildest dreams come true.)

Oh, hey, look at that nice other-people-generated food! Mmmmmm.


"Ivy, smile!"
"I AM."

Also, I lied about not cooking at all, look at this beautiful themed meal I pulled together for Star Wars Day yesterday:


Are they robot mermaids or mermaid robots?

Okay, so my Martha April kind of went out with a whimper, although you could argue that deconstructing this Rolled Stuffed Salmon was actually more effort than just following her recipe:

You would be wrong, but I still appreciate the support.

But Martha probably isn't busy making all-purple meals for her insane 3-year-old.

What am I even talking about, I don't know her life.

We also spent one evening at the book fair at Anna's school (YAY ELEMENTARY SCHOOL THIS IS THE GOOD STUFF), although its hard to say whether she enjoyed herself.

Whatever, I think book fairs are great. Library Robot Mermaid knows what I'm talking about.

Seriously, the best. Elementary school is the best.

CANCEL THE FLOWERS! Glamour Shots wants you to know that it's not too late to punish Mom for all the ways she screwed you up.