Let's talk about Hemingway.
For years (okay, a year), everytime I look at a cupcake I think, "If Hemingway were a dessert, what kind would he be?" Kind of strange, yes, but I prefer to not delve too deep into the inner workings of my mind.
The Hemingway Cupcake (or cookie, I haven't decided yet) spurred a lot of other literary dishes (for example, the "Walt Whitman's America" turnover) and I started thinking 'hey genius, maybe you should stop writing these on post it notes and sticking them on the living room table, where -ineveitably- they get eaten or peed on by one of the five cats, and start keeping track of them somewhere. Oh hey, what about that internet thing? Maybe you should use it.'
So now I have this blog where I can post my culinary masterpieces and (ouch) failures. And probably some other stuff as well.
Hopefully, if I keep at it, soon I'll be able to pin good ol' Ernie down and force him to tell me what kind of liquor (let's be honest, there has to be liquor) I should use to make his namesake.
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