Come to find out, in Switzerland and other parts of Europe, you are expected to treat on your birthday. Whether it’s a meal, drinks, or dessert, it’s up to you to foot the bill or bring something to share. I think it’s great. You get what you want on your birthday! No need to worry whether your coworkers know you well enough to buy you a chocolate cake instead of a lemon pie. And you get to go to your favorite restaurant without guilt! No one can complain about free food. Then when it’s other people’s birthdays, you just get to relax and enjoy. It seems like a win-win situation to me.
Last week, Jon’s office threw us a celebratory “apero” for our recent nuptials. I thought it was just a casual happy hour, so I arrived fashionably late, per usual. As I arrived, everyone was sitting down in a circle and there was an empty seat at the head of the circle, next to Jon, waiting for me. It was definitely more of an entrance than I wanted to make, but the embarrassment wore off quickly with a glass of wine.
Another Christmas season calls for another cupcake Christmas tree! Last year’s tree went over so well in person and on the interwebs that I had to make it again; this time with some new ornaments and garlands. Surprisingly enough, the tree survived transit to my brother’s house for a delicious potluck, with bacon wrapped turkey and all.
When I think of summer, I think of Santa Cruz weekends. My family beach house has been a constant vacation destination ever since I can remember. As a kid, I would spend my time playing on the beach, actually swimming in the freezing cold ocean, burying each other in the sand, and digging up as many sand crabs as we could find. These days I spend more time hanging out on the porch than with the sand crabs, but they will always bring back good memories. And that’s exactly why I had to make these ridiculously cute sand crab cupcakes for our most recent beach weekend.
My brother threw a holiday potluck for a bunch of friends and on the invite he presumptuously assigned me to dessert, pending I could attend of course. He assumed correctly on what I would be bringing, but now that I have claimed myself a “baker” on this lil blog of mine, I have a lot to live up to! I’ve done my fair share of cookie baking this holiday season, so I wanted to try something a little different. I stumbled across this awesome cupcake tree and the next minute was calling art stores nearby to see if they had Styrofoam cones in stock. I do love living in this city, but spur of the moment craft projects are not exactly SF friendly. Michael’s is the epitome of inconveniently located to my home or office. Luckily, I snatched the last 2 foam cones at an art store near my apartment and was off to do some cupcake baking.
The occasion was my Theta sorority alumni book club, the book was “The Particular Sadness of Lemon Cake“, and the food theme was anything LEMON! I actually belong to 2 book clubs since living in the city. One I started with my girlfriends from college which has since turned into a Saturday night potluck dinner/drinking/going out on the town club. I am almost positive I am the only one that has read every single book. My Theta book club is a whole different story…girls come with the book and we actually have discussion questions. Both groups are titled “book club”, both are very enjoyable, and both couldn’t be more opposite.