As crazy as one of my college roommates was, she once gave me a piece of sage wisdom I’ll never forget.
Two of my good friends have birthdays a day apart, so last year I decided to make them a large two-flavor cake with “Happy Birthay” written in big letters on top.
My inbox this morning contained over half a dozen emails from restaurants and foodie sites informing me it’s National Margarita Day.
If you can eat a waffle without thinking of Leslie Knope, then you really have no business reading this blog.
As The Golden Rule says: treat others the way you’d like to be treated. I mostly like to be treated with cupcakes.