Mini-Honey Cinnamon Cakes

I hate baking. I don’t like proportions so if you want to make these mini-cakes you’ll have to use the ingredients to your taste. These are super easy and kind of fun to make!

Ingredients are as follows:
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** Cinnamon (not pictured) ** 

Step 1:

Whip (with a fork) sour cream, honey, and cinnamon in a bowl. Don’t be stingy with the honey. If you’re not using local high grade honey you will need to use more… just taste the mixture for sweetness. It’s not supposed to be super sweet.

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Step 2:

Smear the sour cream mixture over one of the graham crackers (a nice layer that is opaque) and then place a second graham cracker on top and repeat. I like to stack 3, but you can do more (just keep in mind this cake can be pretty rich so too many layers would be too much).

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Step 3:

Cover the rest with the mixture on the sides.

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Step 4:

Add the coconut chips on top — you can also place these on the sides as well! Put the mini-cakes in the fridge for at least 8 hours for the sour cream mixture to soak into the graham crackers.

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Direction Unknown.

I have a pretty awesome idea about how I want to live my life. Happy. Free from petty stress, sleazy bosses, numbing work, and complacency. Bursting with small victories, daily ice-cream treats, and creative productivity.

When it comes to deciding on a to ‘do’ in life —I’m speechless. Not in the good way. I’m pretty certain I know what I do not want to ‘do’ in life, but that doesn’t seem to satisfy the endless post-graduation questionnaires.

At first the lack of knowing startled me… everyone else I know has a pretty darn good idea. As of late, I’ve been getting excited to not have a plan for the first time in my -albeit short- life. I’m sick of creating 1/2/3 year plans that never -ever- pan out the way I had planned; making me feel like a failure simply because OH MY GOSH I changed. I’m embracing my ever-evolving nature and challenging myself to discover what I’m meant to ‘do’ rather than play some silly guessing game. College was cool… I learned a bunch of formulas and classifications, but all the while that my head was stuck in some textbook I neglected to learn none-computational life lessons. No time like post-graduation.

I haven’t quite figured out if I am more excited or more afraid. Sure, self discovery sounds all sorts of poetic, but it’s not going to be easy. I don’t come from a line of millionaires; once my bank account runs dry (which will be sooner than I think) I’m going to be in the real struggle kind of trouble. I’ll have to multi-task my self-discovery with hard — not so awesome — work in order to feed my belly and undying love of NYC.

This is all very foreign to me. This whole no-plan-of-action just wing it sort of thing. I’ve decided to use the constant see-sawing of fear and excitement to my fuel my endeavor. Who knows… perhaps this will all end in epic failure. Or perhaps it won’t.

3 Ways to Say Thanks

I’ve been doing my best to stray away from do-good-ish posts or anything remotely close. I’m no saint myself . BUT I really wanted to have a teeny-tiny-itti-bitti post about showing gratitude. Saying Thanks. I’ve gotten to be this funky thanks to some really awesome folks and they should know that I’m grateful.

I’m talking about the kind of ‘Thanks‘ that requires you take some time out of your day to reach out to someone that has improved your life in one way or another; letting them know you appreciate their efforts. Before I get into a do-good-ish rant, I’ll leave it at that. While you sit there thinking about alllll those people you should have said ‘Thanks’ to… here are a few ways to get on it.

3 Ways to Say ‘Thanks’ 

1. The Telephone.

If your ears perk up at the sound of a ringing phone, you should probably think about doing this option. Pick up the phone, dial the number (you might have to look this up — it’s probably been ages since you’ve spoken to this person), and let the words flow. No need for a long drawn out mega-thank you-you saved my life-what would I do without you- kind of speech. A simple ‘Thanks for being there for me when I needed it’ will probably suffice. Although feel free to revise the wording, it is you talking after all.

2. The Letter.

No, I don’t mean an e-mail. By no means should you type something up on the computer and click send. NO. If you haven’t already gotten the message — receiving a real-life-hold-in-your-hand kind of letter is eons more personal that a typed up all-the-letters-look-the-same–e-mail. If you’re going to do this, do it right. I actually chose to do this method using Regina Po Postcards. Using the same no nonsense approach -as previously mentioned- write something simple and straight to the point. If your handwriting is as bad as mine, you should probably warm your hand up a bit (you probably haven’t written anything for days). Finding the address might be a little tricky, but it is possible – just do a little digging.




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3. The Cookie.

If you don’t want to pick up the phone or put your hand to a pen, make some cookies. Pinterest has got you covered… there is every kind of cookie imaginable on that site. Type in cookie recipes and wait for your head to explode. I’d go with something simple since I’m not a baking fan. [Follow the recipe] When I’m cooking, I go all funky-fied with my ingredients and the portions — I like to pretend I’m mixing a magical potion. With baking, you can’t do that. Again, follow the recipe. Also, don’t just use pre-made cookie dough… that’s as bad as typing up a generic e-mail. Once you’ve made your batch of homemade chocolate chip cookies (or maybe you went with white macadamia) you can drop off the cookies on the recipient’s doorstep or perhaps their office (use your own judgement). If you don’t want to write a note as mentioned above, just include a ‘to/from’ so they know who sent it. Maybe add a ‘Thanks‘ somewhere in that note? Just a thought. Oh and you don’t have to use cookies — I would be happy getting a homemade batch of kimchi, so if that’s your thing, go for it!

 

Whatever you choose to do, do it right. Don’t skimp out by typing at text or an e-mail. If you’re going for a written letter go the extra mile and get a unique card or use pretty paper. And when it comes to cooking, don’t have your mom do it… that’s just lazy.

Good luck!  And if you don’t want to say Thanks? Don’t. But you’ll wish you had.

Personal Wish List

On my flight back to Orlando from NYC (from my last ‘visit’ before finally making the big move) I had the pleasure –although I didn’t exactly see it that way at the time—of sitting next to a very chatty and jolly man who I diagnosed with advice vomit syndrome or ADV (silently to myself, of course). I’d like to think that I’m always down for a lengthy conversation that delves into life’s most philosophical mysteries – and non-mysteries— with strangers… but really most of the time I prefer to just keep to myself. In an attempt to change one of my non-desirable habits (keeping to myself) I decided to engage the man sitting next to me with a friendly ‘boy oh boy! Are we lucky to not have a middle person’ – we were the only row of seats without all three chairs taken up on the whole plane. I had no idea I was opening up an hour long tsunami of life advice by attempting to engage in friendly – in what I was hoping would only be a five minute – conversation.

I’d just like to point out; I think the whole point in engaging others is to partake in meaningful conversation – duh. Only in this instance I was simply trying to overcome my illogical fear of engaging strangers in conversation. Of course there was no way for me to know just how much I’d benefit from this interaction.

Although he told me his name, I don’t remember it anymore and shall refer to him as ‘The Man’ from here on out. (I’m totally working on the whole remembering people’s names thing too!) The Man had an incredibly deep voice, the kind you imagine a bass opera singer might have; only his was deep and annoyingly soft. The combination of the air pressure pumps and chatter from the other passengers made it difficult to make out everything The Man was trying to tell me. After the first five ‘what was that?’ I got tired of asking him to repeat ‘that’ and just nodded politely with a ‘yes I totally understand where you’re coming from’ expression glued on my face.

This (The)Man, among other wonderful advice I probably let fizzle out through the rumbling air, described his ongoing personal project to better himself – something that caught my attention immediately; an idea so simple that I had to emulate it for my own betterment project (something I’ll ramble on about later). The Man showed me a list that helped him grow daily to become a better version of himself. A compilation of all the traits he saw in others he admired; the traits that he hoped to acquire for himself.

I love lists! The Man inspired me to make my own list [Qualities I Hope to Have List or QIHHL]. At first, I thought about the people closest to me in my life – my family and friends, co-workers, and employers—and then those whom I’ll never meet, but still inspire me – celebrities and what little I know of them. The QIHHL is in no way exhaustive, there are many other qualities that I could add that would make me a better person, but this list – I feel – is most important to me.

the list

I’ve started carrying the QIHHL with me everywhere I go – sitting cozy in my wallet. I like to add to it every time I feel inspired, keeping track of when I add certain qualities; this way I can see what was most important to me at certain points in my life.

This is not a self-help blog. I am a flawed individual with a likely flawed approach to bettering myself. But I am trying. So should you. If you want; that is. Do let me know if you decide to try this out… what qualities do you wish to see in yourself that are most important to you?