Thanks to RW Garcia for sponsoring this post.
Maple Brown Sugar Brie
Y’all can keep your main courses; I’ll be over here eating the best parts of any holiday meal: the appetizers and the desserts. Or in this case, both in one!
Thanks to RW Garcia for sponsoring this post.
Maple Brown Sugar Brie
Y’all can keep your main courses; I’ll be over here eating the best parts of any holiday meal: the appetizers and the desserts. Or in this case, both in one!
Almond Cream Tart
This post is sponsored by Country Crock®. All opinions are my own.
Maple Pecan Cookies with Country Crock®
We’re preparing to fly home to North Carolina for the first time since we moved across the country, and it’s quite a trip, literally and figuratively. (more…)
Apple Dump Cake
Where are my “I-didn’t-know-I-had-ADHD-until-I-was-an-adult” people at? This is a trip, right?! I was diagnosed at age 31. I always did well at school and work, so I never realized anything could be wrong. I had to stay up until 3 AM every night, but that’s what everyone does if they want to be successful, right? My image of a person with ADHD was a hyperactive elementary-aged boy, so no wonder I missed the cause of my struggles for so long.
I never stopped to question why I couldn’t find an effective planner, struggled to remember assignments, struggled to decide what to work on when, struggled to focus into reading like I had as a child, struggled to meet deadlines. I never asked myself why I needed to take furious notes on lectures just to stay attentive. I never asked myself why I could drink caffeine all day long and never feel wired — only more effective. I never put it together why managing daily household chores and obligations felt so monumental to me. I never questioned why, though lots of my friends felt the weight of their workload, I was the only one who felt quite so scrambled. I never wondered why I forgot things constantly, misplaced things constantly, and had to develop strict systems to avoid locking my keys in my car (remember this little incident?). I’ve lived decades of my life in a “constant state of overwhelm.” Sound familiar to anyone out there?
Maple Double Crumb Coffee Cake
I made you some cake! Do you notice that I tend toward breakfast foods when we chat about racism? Okay, and falafel. Same thing, really. Anyway, grab a cup of coffee and a slice of Maple Double Crumb Coffee Cake and get ready to get deep.
Often the only racism people recognize is explicit, individual racism, like someone using the n-word or joining the KKK. But racism can also be implicit, where we are biased without realizing it (click here for an implicit bias test developed by Harvard). And racism is also systemic. Systemic racism seems the least understood but arguably the most critical form of discrimination. So I wrote my best effort at Systemic Racism 101 for my fellow white people.