Alright….I’ll admit it…cupcakes probably aren’t the best idea after my three week divorce from the gym but it IS our nation’s birthday and they ARE red, white, and blue! Once again I’ve convinced myself that baking while a few pounds over my ideal weight is “okay” as long as I’ve got a good reason.
From the moment I spotted the huge blue and yellow big top near the Portland waterfront, I felt like a kid again. I oooooed, awwwed, and talked about it for weeks until one evening Keenan came home with tickets for Cirque du Soleil KOOZA….guess he picked up on my “suttle” hints!
Happy St. Patrick’s Day everyone! This year I celebrated the holiday a few days early at Kell’s annual St. Patrick’s Irish Festival in downtown Portland. Each year Kells sets up an enormous white tent in the parking lot behind the main bar complete with a dance floor, stage, beer stands, and a kitchen that cooks up traditional Irish food.
