Dirt Cupcakes

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Dirt Cupcakes

Dirt Cupcakes

Tasked with a Halloween cupcake bake sale I’m perusing websites looking for ideas. . . there are so many cute ones out there, which can take a lot of time and with ingredients I just can’t find around here (without a lot of effort or money, anyway) Reese Pieces? Uh no. Candy corns? Um. . .an arm & a leg at the American Store. . . I even saw adorable skeleton cupcakes using twisted pretzels for the ribs and a flattened marshmallow for the face. (Mine would end up looking like stick men – no pretzel twists around here!) Then

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Chocolate Chip Cookies

Chocolate Chip Cookies

One of the first questions my Belgian friend asked when she discovered I liked to cook was “Do you have a recipe for Chocolate Chip Cookie dough? You know, like the stuff in the Ben & Jerry’s ice cream?” Do I? Of course! What self-respecting American doesn’t? I thought it was so cute that this common recipe is a mystery overseas. But considering the lengths you must go to in order to obtain chocolate chips. . . well, it makes sense. This recipe makes a lot – so I often cut it in half. Preppin’ 2 ¼ cups (280 grams)

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Choco-Story

Choco-Story

Bruges is a city that never disappoints – it’s beautiful and quaint. It’s full of chocolate shops, museums, and cute pubs to grab a Belgian beer. Or two. It is touristy, but with three kids, sometimes it’s nice to play the American tourist card (as opposed to the local-who’s-supposed-to-know-what-they’re-doing card. Just sayin’) Plus, the city has a french fry AND chocolate museum. In short, it’s perfect for the whole fam. We ventured off to Bruges just a few weeks after landing in Belgium. We’d visited the city many times before, during our previous expat experience when living in the Netherlands,

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ChocAlicious

ChocAlicious

The rickety tram dings a tiny bell, and pedestrians scurry from its path. Sunlight gleams between buildings and dances off windows. People of all ages climb the ancient stairs of this number four tram, cast glimmers of smiles at each other as they pass. The sun seems to have energized the entire city, despite frozen kisses the wind pecks on our cheeks. I glance between the beauty of Antwerp, with its art deco and art nouveau architecture fanning both sides of the tram tracks, and my WhatsApp messages on my phone. I have a group of old girlfriends in the

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Slutty Brownies

Slutty Brownies

A few months after returning to Texas we had a housewarming party, of course! Like any good southerner would do, we invited everyone from high school to college to old co-workers, and bring your friend or two! In Texas, it’s customary to bring a contribution to the party – either an appetizer, dessert, or drink. Well, my good friend Caroline, brought these little goodies, and oh my, they were the HIT of the event. I’ve made these slutty brownies several times over using box mixes in the U.S. and from scratch in Europe, and no matter what, they aren’t a

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Wacky Cake

Wacky Cake

Fridays was always Pizza Day in my elementary school in Texas. Sure, they served it with onion rings and corn (which I wouldn’t touch) but I begged my mom to let me eat at school those days because what kid doesn’t want PIZZA and WACKY CAKE for lunch. (and with a carton of milk, this is part of a nutritional meal, right? I’m sure those days are long gone.) BUT, lucky for you, I have, in my possession, the secret passport to all those youthful fantastic fridays. In grown-up world, I found this was a handy recipe for other reasons.

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Cowboy Cookies

Cowboy Cookies

My first two children were born in Dallas, but our third was born in the Netherlands. It was such a different experience – the doctor’s were much more hands off – which I appreciated. (They never even weighed me!) As the big day came nearer, and my nervousness grew for my most bravest expat experience, yet – my sweet friends threw me a baby shower. As a thank you, I prepared these cookies in jars from Xenos and had my mother bring me blue colored M&Ms from America. Needless to say, my expat friends loved them. Of course, these cookies

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