I have a summer strawberry obsession. I love the sweet little berries and insist on trying my hand at growing them every year despite never having any luck. This year, I gave up on my inner fruit farmer and decided to celebrate the beginning of strawberry season (and my birthday!) with strawberry cake instead.
It’s St. Patrick’s Day and I’m not in college anymore. When I was a poor college student, drinking a Guinness instead of eating dinner sounded like a great idea. These days I’d rather eat my vegetables and go to bed early, so drinking whiskey and green beer all day sounds more like torture than a good time.