Category: Crafts

say cheese

I can’t believe I have never written about my love of cheese. To put it simply, I adore cheese. Cheese ranks up there with my favorite things like bacon, sparkling wine, mustard and you know, breathing. Maybe even in that order. I’ve never been a big fan of chocolate or even sweets in general, so cheese has long been my go-to indulgence.

Tintagel Cake  ::  £97

These wedding “cakes” are from The Cheese Shed, an English cheese shop that sells cheese local to the Devon area. If I ever marry, I would easily forgo a traditional wedding cake in favor of one (or two!) of these. You could even slice up whatever you didn’t eat at the reception and send it home with your guests as wedding favors. That is if you’re generous with your cheese (which I don’t think I am) and willing to give up any of that yummy goodness (which also, not sure I would be).

Zennor Cake  ::  £149

They don’t ship to the United States, although I’m sure your local cheese market or specialty food shop would be able to help you order whole cheese wheels. You also have to purchase the decoration kits separately and DIY but I’m sure you could do something equally beautiful with a trip to the local farmer’s market and a stop at the craft store.

Gold Hill Cake  ::  £205

Either way, I love the idea of making a wedding cake (or just an edible centerpiece at a party?) out of something you truly enjoy instead of something traditional. What would you choose to comprise your cake if you had a wedding/party to plan?

fifty-two goldfish

Midori Orange Goldfish Paper  //  $5.50

(Wouldn’t this be so pretty wallpapering a hallway bathroom?)


When I was in elementary school, we would have an autumn carnival every year. There was a game that was a favorite of all the students but dreaded by the parents: the goldfish ping pong game. I’m sure it had an exciting, kid-friendly name but I just remember it by its utilitarian title. The basic idea was that they would fill up a bunch of clear, disposable punch cups with water and every few cups, in they would plop a small, feeder goldfish.


Looking back, I suppose the idea of the game was to teach kids hand-eye coordination. Or to give them a head start on their beer pong skills. I’m not really sure but either way, the goldfish to no goldfish ratio was so high that as long as you tried more than two or three times, you were bound to hit a goldfish cup at least once. Actually, I’m pretty sure that even if you didn’t hit a goldfish cup, after a few tries they would just give you one anyways in an effort to prevent any meltdowns from disappointed (if not uncoordinated) children.


The year I was in fourth or fifth grade, a lot of kids on our cul-de-sac wanted to play the goldfish game, but none of the parents wanted to keep the fish. Somehow our house became the official goldfish orphanage and in came bags and bags of defenseless little fish. Before I knew it, fifty-two goldfish inhabited a large, thirty gallon tank we had borrowed from some neighbors.


Slowly but surely they all died off. Feeder goldfish, at around 7¢ a pop (this was circa 1995, remember) are not meant to survive for very long. But I remember thinking that I was so blessed. Fifty-two goldfish. No one I knew had that many fish. No one I knew had fifty-two anything! Sometimes I look back and wonder how silly I was to think fifty-two goldfish were such a large treasure, $3.64 worth of glorified live bait. Now it just makes me laugh and makes me want to stock up on some of those poor little guys and give them a chance at a pardoned, albeit still brief life.

to my dearest…

I love writing letters. Real, pen to paper, put a stamp on it letters. Back in high school, after moving cross country to Virginia, I wrote so many letters that if I had actually sent them all, I might have been guilty of harassment in some peoples' eyes. 


But nevertheless, my love of writing letters has stayed with me, even if they are few and far between these days. I think these little guys could inspire me to start knocking some out again. They wrap over the top of the envelope and are just simple and clean. Just slap one of the new Adopt a Shelter Pet stamps on and pop in the mailbox!


Top Wrap Address Labels || $4 for eight


via Eat Drink Chic