Oh, Yum!!

If you have never had dulce de leche before, I seriously suggest you give it a try! Mark and I were craving caramel apples last night, and after a quick google search, I came across this amazingly easy idea! As a little girl, I remember listening to my mom's stories of growing up in Bolivia and having dulce de leche and how good it tasted. Well, she was right, it is awesome! Here is the link to the recipe: http://crockpot365.blogspot.com/2008/03/dulce-de-leche-crockpot-recipe.html We indulged in it for breakfast with red delicious apples and it was amazing! I like the idea of using my crockpot to slowly cook the can of sweetened condensed milk to avoid any kind of explosion, but if you are turned off by the idea of boiling a can, quite a few people used small canning jelly jars and had the same result!

This little can has so many possibilities, I think it would be delicious to put a plunk of it in my french press coffee, maybe melt a little and drizzled over a spice muffin, or as an awesome pie...put it in a graham cracker crust with whip cream on top and some chopped nuts....yum

Remembering Bekah King

I would like to dedicate this post to Bekah King, a childhood friend whose life was cut short on August 2nd by a drunk driver. I have so many fond memories of growing up with Bekah! Some of my favorite childhood memories are of my time spent with Bekah and her two older sisters, Hannah and Sarah. Bekah was three years younger than me, and I always thought of her as a little sister. When we were in our teens I moved to a different city and lost touch with the three until a year ago when we reconnected online. I met with them at a Barnes and Noble a year ago for coffee and we laughed and reminisced about some of those fun times. I remembering hugging each one of them and promising to get in touch with them again next time I was in town. Never even thinking that it would be the last time I would ever see Bekah on this earth. She was a beautiful person inside and out, and I regret not being able to tell her how awesome she was while she was still alive.

When I heard the horrible news, I couldn't wrap my head around it, she was only 20 years old and had her whole life ahead of her. In this week of remembering Bekah, with many tears and prayers for her family, I have learned some very important things about life now, and I feel compelled to share them, in honor of her life.

1 - Every morning I now wake up thankful just to be alive

2- Life is too short to complain and fight about things on earth that will never matter in the end

3- I want the people in my life to know how special they are and how much I appreciate them now. Not when its too late.

4 - To live life well, "a life lived well is more precious than a life lived long "