On a weekend visit to Pearland, Layla and I visited Pena’s Donut Heaven and Burger Grill with my mom and brother. I’d driven by this place plenty of times before and dismissed it. The burgers and donuts concept grossed me out.
Little did I know I would be back at this place ordering a DONUT BURGER. What spurred me was a Culture Map article.
Here’s a bird’s eye view of our table. The french fries were quite delicious. You will see chicken tortilla soup, a Bun B burger, chimichanga and a bag of donut holes.
The meat in my donut burger was tasty. And so was the donut. But together, they were overkill. I would love to go back and get a burger. And a donut. And enjoy them in their own wonderfulness.
But next time I’ll probably order a dosant.
My favorite cookies of the year, made for Valentine’s Day. Sugary, chewy cookies topped with chocolate kisses.
In a high school art history class, we learned about the Pieta, a sculpted Michelangelo masterpiece of Mary holding Jesus’ crucified body. A few years later in Kerala, India, we drove past this Pieta outside a church.
Today, a local cafe enabled my sugar/chocolate obsession. I walked away with a large chocolate chunk cookie. You can see the remains of it above.
Something you may not know about me is that when I finish a cookie, I’m not really finished.
You see, I need to lick every. last. piece. of chocolate on that wrapper. It’s perfectly good chocolate that shouldn’t go to waste.
Even when I go out for sushi, when everyone else is done, I’m still picking up every last piece of rice on my plate. And then off of everyone else’s plate.
I constantly suffer from food envy. As much as I like the food I order somewhere or the food I bring somewhere for lunch, I can’t help but admire my neighbor’s food. I’m working on looking disinterested, so people feel less compelled to share with me. (And less uncomfortable with my drooling stare!)
this is me.
Your husband brings this home.
Back in August, I told Layla her birthday was coming and asked if she wanted a Mickey Mouse party.
Her eyes lit up.
She had been to other parties and watched other kids blow candles on their own cakes, and this was the moment Layla realized that she, too, would have her own candle-blowing moment of glory.
Layla doesn’t know the difference between an hour, a day or a week. So for the next month she asked frequently about her Mickey Mouse party and wondered what the holdup was.
She even prepared by watching YouTube videos of kids blowing birthday candles.
The week of her birthday was busy for Sajan and me, so we had little time for prep other than a quick evening of decor and grocery shopping.
We woke up at 6, and the baking extravaganza began!
Moist sour cream coffee cake glittering with pecan topping and filling and a buttery powdered sugar glaze.
Minnie Mouse birthday cake (layers of chocolate and white cake inside) with strawberry frosting and raspberries.
Mouse-eared bundlets and cupcakes.
You can read more about the birthday weekend on Sajan’s blog.