The other day I asked Austin his favorite kind of cake. In typical guy manner, he responded with some nonsense about how he didn’t really have a favorite (Mine is Red Velvet. Shocking, I know). How do you not have a favorite kind of cake? Seriously. I don’t get it. I understand that cake is amazing and it’s all just so good, but you have to have one kind that really does it for you more than the others. Whatever. Men. Anyway…
In my mission to make him the perfect birthday cupcakes, I wavered between Guinness Chocolate Stout Cupcakes and Bourbon Bacon Cupcakes and many ideas in between.
Once upon a time, I didn’t like beer. I know, that’s a little hard to believe if you’ve ever seen my Instagram feed. I remember the first times sipping beer in high school thinking it was gross. Then somewhere in college, I started drinking Natty Light and other frat party swill and eventually, I grew up and started drinking real beer. Good beer.
With that in mind, this week’s edition of Friday Faves is focusing on some of my favorite beers. This definitely isn’t the end all, be all totally 100% definite list, but I find myself consistently loving and ordering these beers.
Hello, Friday. It’s been a long week. The kinda week where you think to yourself, “I could use a drink” pretty much every night. I hate those weeks. If it wasn’t one thing, it was another. Car problems. Lots going on at work. Tired. Cranky. Unmotivated. Yeah. Not feeling it.
But at least it’s Friday. Come 3 o’clock, I’ll be Orlando-bound for a flight to San Francisco (yes, again). & when I get on that plane, you better believe I’ll be ordering a cocktail. But until then, I can just think about My 5 Favorite Drinks:
My last day in San Francisco was definitely bittersweet. I’d had so much fun & I knew I didn’t want it to come to an end. Everything about the trip had been perfect – especially the weather. San Francisco is beautiful & it definitely holds a very special place in my heart.
We started out the day with a short & speedy run, then headed to Philz Coffee where I indulged in a mint mojito iced coffee.
Hi, my name is Devon & this is the story of how I ate & drank my way through San Francisco.
My trip was awesome. It really was everything I hoped it could be & so much more. I was a little stressed out when my layover in Chicago was cut incredibly short & I found myself running to my next flight. I hardly ever check bags when I fly & this is exactly why. I remember specifically saying before I left that I didn’t want to check a bag because I didn’t want it to get lost. I mean, when I went to Europe last summer? Not a single checked bag. But this time I decided to take my chances & check a bag.
I know it’s May, but it’s like a bazillion degrees outside. Little known fact about me: I hate the heat. I’d die happy if it never got warmer than 80 degrees ever again (unless I’m on a beach vacation.. then 85 is acceptable). I’m not sure why I live in Florida still. I mean, it’s hot most of the year here & that makes me cranky.