I'm sitting here in my undies, cherishing the final morning of my too-short weekend, typing away while my sweetheart fries up potatoes and eggs for breakfast. It's a good feeling, knowing I still have most of the day ahead of me, a walk to the record store, some baking and cooking ideas in the works.
Oh, and I'm still riding high from seeing none other than the all-time classic 80's film Dirty Dancing last night. It wouldn't be a big deal really, except that I got to see it on the big screen, complete with karaoke music videos from the movie's kick ass soundtrack. And no, nobody puts Baby in the corner.
But although incredibly exciting, that isn't the only thing I wanted to tell you about in this post. I also wanted to inform you about how I put my baking pants on to make the recipe you see in these photos. First I was inspired by this recipe, and then my inspiration was driven further by the plump, fragrant peaches I've had ripening on my counter for the past few days.
Peaches are my favorite fruit this time of year.
