It turns out being 27 is an awful lot like being 26.
It was my birthday this Tuesday, and I'm a terrible person and forgot to take a picture of the chocolate ganache and raspberry cake my son and mom made for me. But know what this means? We'll just have to make it again.
I've been a bit skiddish about food lately. Last week my body gave me the honour of my very first anaphylactic reaction to some Presidents Choice S'mores. (Have a nut or coconut allergy? Stay the fuck away from them, k?).
While I no longer sound like a beached whale taking its last sad wheezy gasps for air, I am as paranoid about potential allergens as someone in my position should be. Which is why it's time to re-evaluate my clearly defective 'avoiding allergy' plan and start from square one.
Square one involves making pretty much everything from scratch, like these awesome nut-free quinoa granola bars. The best part? They won't kill me! The next best part? You can easily customize them to fit your own dietary needs, too.