Today I’m welcoming my sweet friend Dena from Back to the Book Nutrition to share with you a recipe that quite frankly, I never would have thought of making! I met Dena a couple months ago through another friend (who is also a blogger) and I was in awe when she shared her story with me. Her desire to follow God and the path He has in store for her inspires me, and her recipes make me wish I could lick my computer screen! I hope she had the same effect on you guys. So, enough blabbing from me. Without further ado, here’s Dena!
Thanks to Tiffany and all of you in the Crumbs Community for having me over for a visit today. I’ve been a regular reader for a while now, so I’m thrilled to be able to share one of my recipes on such a fantastic site!
When Tiffany and I spoke recently about ideas for this post, I was shocked to hear there wasn’t a single popsicle recipe on the Crumbs web site.
Me: What do you think about a coconut popsicle recipe for my upcoming guest post on your site?
Tiffany: Oh, that would be great! I don’t think I’ve ever posted popsicles before.
Me: (Did she just say that?) Um…never?
Tiffany: It doesn’t get hot enough here in California, so I just never make them.
In Texas where I live, summer starts in May and usually lasts through the end of October. All six of those months are hot, but in July, August, and September, the heat and humidity are at their worst.
As in, race-to-the-car-before-your-makeup-melts hot. (Yes, we really do that!)
How to get your husband to eat real food… A letter to fellow and future husbands, from a man who has been down deep in the trenches and survived, who can sympathize with you on your pain when all you want is something crunchy to snack on and something bubbly to drink. Except that your wife took away your Doritos soda and all you’re left with is celery sticks and water. I hear ya, man. Hang in there, you’ll be okay. Written by Mr. Crumbs.
Listen up. Life as you know it is ending.
Your wife is making changes to your kitchen… your pantry… your lunches?! Celery and carrot sticks are making their way into your lunch, she feeds you salads occasionally for dinner, and NOW she wants to EXCLUDE meat, and go all vegetarian – one night a week?
You come home from a long day’s work, open the cabinets and find:
Soda? It’s gone.
Dude, I know… been there.