apple butter jeans

I get seduced by farmer’s markets. If I see a cluster of white tents that even hint to a promise of produce, I’m probably heading that way. Most of the time I don’t even need to buy anything; I get a contact high from just being there. Sometimes I buy too many things though, and that’s how I found myself with a growing population of apples living in my kitchen.

With only two of us in the apartment, making a pie seemed a little excessive (and I need to work on my pie crust confidence and today was not the day), so I needed a recipe that would let me use up the apples without resulting in a huge dessert. Enter, apple butter.

apple butter mess

Since this recipe suggested using  a slow cooker, I had the added bonus of making my apartment smell f’ing great all afternoon.

Slow Cooker Apple Butter (adapted from Dinner a Love Story)

  • 10 apples peeled, sliced (I had a hodge podge of varieties and mixed them all together because I’m fearless like that)
  • 1/3 c. sugar
  • 1/2 c. brown sugar
  • 1/2 tsp. cinnamon
  • 1/4 tsp. nutmeg
  • 1 cinnamon stick
  • slice of lemon
  • 1/2 c. water

To do:

Peel and slice your apples. Please try not to peel the tip of your thumb in the process (guilty as charged). Drop the apples as well as all other ingredients into your slow cooker. Turn it on low and stir occasionally. It’s probably recommended to stir as little as possible so that the slow cooker retains the moisture, but if you want to stir yours so that your kitchen gets hit with some appley perfume, be my guest. Make sure the lid is cracked a little open so that moisture can escape and the flavors can really concentrate down.

Once the apples have broken down and are taking on that distinctive apple butter brown color, turn off the slow cooker to let them cool. Remove cinnamon stick and what’s left of your lemon slice, and puree (immersion blender, food processor, whatever you have).


pumpkin seeds dressed up

The idea for these pumpkin seeds was less about needing to participate in celebrating fall (though scarf-wearing and Bean Boots are getting me pretty revved up) and more about needing a seasonably appropriate vehicle for Old Bay. I spied that little yellow bottle in the back of my cabinet earlier this week and it’s been singing a siren song for the last few days. So with that, here are some snackin’ seeds.

Continue reading pumpkin seeds dressed up

coding and deep breaths

I’ve had a little trouble connecting to the blog so far – almost like it’s a baby that I’ve really wanted and now that I have it and we’re home, I’m not sure what to do with it. I know we’ll get there, but it’s the “getting to know you, i’m excited, i’m nervous” phase.

Yes, yes, it’s early and finding your voice takes time, but when the things you read are these wonderful blogs curated by women who have been doing it for years, it’s easy to feel as if your own words sound like they’re trying too hard.

All that being said, I’ve just gotta do it, right? Doing the work is what usually makes things feel better and less angsty. I’ve gotta get more into the habit of writing and sharing than anything else because that’s what this is about. It’s about taking up some space (metaphorically or otherwise), believing that your words are worth sharing, that people will want to read.

Side note, the coding behind all of this stuff is fascinating and I’m all up in Codecademy’s business trying to learn how it works. I’m on the baby steps level, but already it feels like I’m beginning to have a better understanding of how all this stuff works. Knowing a bit about coding has made me feel a bit more empowered and in control of this process. I’m beginning to crack the code… pun pun pun.

anatomy of a weekend

Low key was the name of the game this weekend. 2 weeks of travel and the remnants of a cold to kick meant that a lovely weekend was spent mostly lounging and staying very close to home, but I’m at peace with it!

There was a cat in need of desperate attention (I happily obliged to the point that she needed to sequester herself under the bed), cheeky embroidery projects to work on (to cover up that ugly circuit breaker once and for all), mini farmers’ markets to stroll through (for unnecessary produce), and a Dad to cheer on from afar etc. etc. etc.

A few scenes:

alice bike

My downstairs neighbor takes her bike safety very seriously. Can’t let those other riff raff at the playground snatch it up.


Cat wingspan. Is this normal?

I play favorites with the rosemary. Bringing it back from the edge of death has made me very partial to and protective of it. The other plants don’t stand a chance, ‘cept for that basil which is just so neeeeedy.


This embroidery project is about to take a turn for the naughty. You’ll have to wait til the finished project makes it’s debut. Given the rate I’m going, see ya in February.

Berkshires to Boston

That’s my dad in the shot above. He’s the dedicated and talented brains behind the Berkshires to Boston tour and Rivers Edge Cycling Co. Though I couldn’t follow the year in person this year (why, work, why??), it was a great to follow the tour (@berkstobos on IG) from the interwebs and cheer for him and the riders who made the trek across Massachusetts.

Next on the to-do list is to figure out what to make for dinner and see how long I can watch Scandal before I’m inevitably coerced into turning on football instead.

Here’s to a strong start to the week, people!


If you haven’t traveled for work while simultaneously gotten sick, you haven’t truly lived. It’s a real treat. There are ways to do it properly though. Definitely make sure to have a melt-down phone call in the middle of an airport on the other side of the country to make sure that your boyfriend and parents know how miserable you are. You should absolutely be so congested that you are nearly certain your eardrums will burst during the plane ride, and definitely make sure to have gum on hand so that you can obnoxiously smack it around in the hopes to save your hearing. For good measure, make sure to land around 1am and then pick up a rental car. The attendants are friendliest at that time.

All complaining aside, the Colorado landscape is magnificent and seeing the Rockies only from afar was a tease. They’re so looming and promising and seem so like they’d be so much more fun than whatever work I should be doing.  Next time around, I’ll have to plan my trip so it includes some more time to just bow down in awe of those mountains.