Late Friday evening, I landed in Seattle and returned home today on Labor Day. I have a lot more pictures to post from the gala, but here are just a few to start out with. Here is one of me with Justyn, the day of her Bat Mitzvah.
Here are Justyn's parents, Andy and Janine.
This was from Alki Beach, a view of Seattle in West Seattle.
Norwegian Cruise Lines had a ship in port.
The Space Needle!
Here are my friends, Tina, Janine, and me.
What a delightful weekend I had visiting two of my good friends, former Pampered Chef colleagues, Tina and Janine. I went there to attend Janine's daughter's Bat Mitzvah and had a blast. I stayed with Tina and her family, and Tina was my date to all the festivities. The three of us used to have fun on trips to exciting destinations with our husbands (Caribbean cruise, Rome, Munich, Barcelona, etc.) and we've all since resigned from the company, but have remained close friends.
I considered myself to be a decent cook and baker. However, candy making had been unchartered territory until I recently cracked the code of a favorite—chewy Texas Pecan Pralines. This culinary epiphany came only days before I left my home sweet home in Austin, Texas, to return to CU Boulder after an epic hiatus to wrap up my bachelor’s degree in journalism. When I was a little girl, I remember tasting heavenly, creamy homemade pralines, bursting with pecans, handcrafted with love by my mom. She only whipped them up a few times, but I just couldn’t get the memory of those buttery, sugary treats out of my head. They were that good. I asked her if she still had the recipe, but I knew it would be hopeless since my mom wasn’t one for keeping track of her down-home style cooking. I married my college sweetheart, a guy with the same first name as me, and began teaching myself to cook. Becoming “Kelly Times Two” was amazing, and I had ...
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