First off, before anything else, let’s high five and or hug the person closest to us for the face punch to Prop8 and DOMA and getting us that much closer to equality for everyone. It also means that I get to marry anybody I want. Newsflash: it’s gonna be a man. *insert confetti emoji
Guess how many times we’ve grilled in the past week? More than one, less than three. It’s two, we’ve grilled twice. The weather’s getting better and better and Steve grills some mean chicken and carne asada and when you pair that with a giant bowl of guacamole the size of my face I get really happy.
I want to try and make this happen at least once a week to keep my grumpy cat meter above moderately grumpy, and when we’re not grilling there’s plenty of good food on the internet to fill the grill happy mood.
First up, Megan has vegan espresso fudgesicles. I know. Stop it, Megan. Just kidding, don’t stop. I actually went to find the link for this honey toast ice cream, also mindblowing, and stopped writing this grocery list to make said fudgesicles. They’re in the freezer right now and I’ll probably be having like 5 for breakfast. (via Take a Megabite)
My food brain twin Cindy posted these little baby strawberry buttermilk doughnuts the morning after I scoured the net for a baked buttermilk donut recipe. She just camps out in my head, it’s cool. (via Hungry Girl por Vida)
Not only did Adrianna give the internet Key Lime Pie Cookies this week, she also gave us breakfast nachos. I repeat: BREAKFAST. NACHOS. In the words of Rachel Zoe “Ohmehgod, I. Die.” (via A Cozy Kitchen)
And for even more breakfast, Noelle gives us a sexy lookin’ omelettte. True story: I’ve never made an omelette except one time at a sleepover where we put everything into a ziploc bag and boiled that. That’s probably why I am the way I am. (via xo breakfast)
Next to the lock on my soul* where you put that roll, there’s another lock where you put a quesadilla. I’m so complex and high security, but really I just love carbs. and cheese. Izy holds one of these quesadilla keys. (via Top with Cinnamon)
Of course you guys need some drank to wash all this down and Tracy has you covered with (spicy!!) lemonade and Dana hooks us up with watermelon lime margaritas, both of which I would just like to put in one of those hats with the straws that holds the beverage for me. You all want that too, don’t play. (via Shutterbean and Minimalist Baker)
In case you need even more things to wash down the food, Erika has spiked Arnold Palmer popsicles that you can just hold in your mouth and let melt. Totally not sexy but probably really refreshing. (via Southern Souffle)
*To be clear about the above, you take a quesadilla and/or roll and/or a handful of nachos in your hand and punch my chest as hard as you can, just like that guy in Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom, and put the carbs in my soul and then we become BFF’s.
For music this week we’ve got Pharrell and one of my favorite songs of the summer. Ignore the fact that it’s from a children’s movie and just turn it up full blast while you’re grilling and take it to church.