Salad For Non-Salad People Like Me

salad detox

Finally!  A Salad That I LOVE To Eat…Really!

I am NOT what you’d call a “salad” person.  The first thing that pops up in my head when I think about salads is iceberg lettuce, tomatoes and cucumbers.  It’s not that this is so terrible, but it’s not really something that makes me say, “Ooh, I can’t wait to eat that!”

To be honest, I’m more of a desserts person.  I love cakes, pies and whatever other desserts are in creation! However, as much as I enjoy a good slice of cake or pie, I’m aware that this is not a healthy daily choice (although eating them in moderation is cool).  I’m all about making better food choices but taste is very important to me.  Eating something healthy that tastes like cardboard is not an option.

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Blogging Hiatus – Getting Back to An Eclectic Lady

Why I Haven’t Been Blogging

In late December 2016, blogging goals and plans were all the focus as I prepared for the new year,   The last thing I had in my plans was a hiatus!  I was in the throes of writing a blog post about my optimistic outlook and goals for 2017. My plan of action was in order and I was raring to go!  Then life threw me a hard blow.

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My Happy Holiday Coconut Cake

Coconut Cake with Fresh Pineapple Filling

Coconut cake, sigh!!!  In our home, especially for my husband, no holiday meal is complete with a freshly baked coconut cake!

As a huge dessert lover myself, I love to bake. Watching and helping my mother in the kitchen has instilled in me a love for preparing great meals for my own family. My mom is both an excellent cook and an amazing baker. She bakes everything from scratch.  When I insisted on baking my first cake, she felt that my first serious foray into baking should start with a boxed cake – a Pillsbury Plus yellow cake with chocolate frosting.  She taught me how to add a little “extra” into the batter to make it taste even better and it did!  She proudly declared that I made the “best boxed cakes that she ever tasted!”  Those words, along with how quickly my dad and brother devoured my cakes, meant a lot to me.

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