champagne for breakfast

happy sunday!

while i might be missing all of the bottomless mimosa brunches my weekends were filled with pre covid, i certainly have found a way to make weekends at home a bit more fun. who doesn’t love champagne for breakfast?

this adorable mug (gifted to me by my dear friend, steph) is from my favorite boutique in the world, ibiss. the boutique is in the bay area, specifically, willow glen. i fell in love with the boutique during undergrad and it became my go to spot to decompress after a long day of work/class. naturally, i got to know the women running the place. that just made me love the store even more. ibi is a true gem and makes every shopping experience so personalized. i think every girlfriend of mine has received a gift at some point from ibiss – whether it be a party dress, a beautiful pair of earrings, a chic jumpsuit or a set of champagne flutes, there is truly something for everyone.

ibi and i have become great friends over the last decade plus. her energy is magnetic. if you are looking to support a small business operated by a woman of color, look no further.

xoxo,

k. tap

p.s. yes, i am still enjoying the coffee cake

p.p.s. i pretty much only use mugs for cold things like ice cream, parfaits or even ordinary beverages because i don’t prefer hot drinks. plus, it reminds me of my childhood summers spent with my godsister at her granny’s house. ms. bessie would always serve us cold drinks out of mugs, especially slushy 7up on a hot summer day.

classic coffee cake

i have been channeling my grandmother during quarantine and that has included a lot of kitchen experimentation.  this week, i tried my hand at something everyone loves – a classic coffee cake.

 

here’s what you will need:

  • 1 cup of oil
  • 2 eggs (beaten)
  • 1 teaspoon of vanilla
  • 1 cup of milk
  • 1 cup of sugar
  • 3 cups of flour
  • 3 teaspoons of baking powder
  • 1/2 teaspoon of salt
  • 1 1/2 cups of brown sugar
  • 2 teaspoons of cinnamon
  • 1/2 cup of butter (melted)

 

now, for the steps:

  1. combine the eggs, milk, oil and vanilla in a large mixing bowl
  2. combine the baking powder, flour, salt and sugar in a medium mixing bowl
  3. combine the egg mixture with the flour mixture
  4. pour half the batter into a lightly greased 9×13 pan (i used pam cooking spray for this)
  5. in a medium bowl, combine brown sugar and cinnamon to make the streusel
  6. sprinkle half of the streusel on top of the batter
  7. add the remaining batter, then top with remaining streusel
  8. drizzle with melted butter
  9. bake uncovered at 350 for 25-30 minuets (my oven required 30)
  10. allow to sit for at least 10 minutes before cutting
  11. enjoy!

 

 

if you are like me and not big on a huge breakfast (boozy brunches are a completely different story), a serving of this classic coffee cake is the perfect way to start the day.  who doesn’t love a little something sweet?

 

are you a coffee cake fan?  what is your favorite sweet to have for breakfast?  if you try out this recipe, let me know how it turns out.

 

xoxo,

k. tap

thought of the week: normalize apologizing to children

i knew early on that i did not want to work with kids once fully settled into my career.  this is for a variety of reasons but one of the main ones being this: children do not have the ability to change their environment the way that adults do.  so if a child comes into my office and tells me about a tough time at home, an action plan cannot be carried out the same way that it could be if they were an adult.  instead, there are tools on communication, stress management and how to process feelings provided to them.  there is also a great deal of learning how to move forward without apologies that they definitely deserve.  the second reason i won’t be able to work with kids long term is that i tend to take the heavy hitting cases home with me – i cannot just leave the trauma a child presents during our 50 minutes in my office once i go home for the day.  and while i do not have kids now, i know that once i do have my own little ones, i will not have the emotional bandwidth needed for both home and work.  i am aware of my limits and want my clients, my children and me to all get the best version of myself.

 

quarantine meant that all of my sessions moved to virtual ones.  while i was grateful to still be employed, i hated the screen time for several reasons.  my eyes and head would often hurt after longer days, my home no longer felt like the sanctuary i had worked so hard to create, there was not the same sense of connection as when i would meet with my kids in person and i was slapped in the face by what some of their home environments were really like.  and while i have talked about apologies at length on my blog – from the apologies i owe myself to what my apology language is, a topic we have not covered that deserves some attention is children + apologies.  this quote jumped out at me recently.

 

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“normalize apologizing to children.” -jacarlvs

 

apologizing to children – what a fucking concept.

 

i grew up in a household with one parent who did not apologize to me for anything that was ever done until i was in my 20s and another parent who typically did not do a lot that would require an apology in the first place.  even still, it seemed like there were far more apologies expected from my brother and i than the other way around.  it was almost like because we were kids, we were not respected enough to be owed an apology, even if there was a major fuck up.  i now see this happen time and time again with my clients.  their parents can put them through the ringer and often, there is little to no acknowledgment or accountability.  an apology?  almost never.  that needs to change.

 

children are people, too.  they deserve respect and they certainly deserve apologies when the adults in their life drop the ball.  i looked a parent square in the eye this year and reminded them that their child did not ask to be here.  they were totally floored.

 

when mishaps the adults in a child’s life do are not acknowledged, that same child becomes an adult with an extensive amount of issues and anxiety rooted in said childhood trauma.  many of us, myself included, have had to sit across from a therapist to work through that childhood trauma.  i noticed that my unaddressed trauma was coming up in other areas of my life, especially my relationships.  that was not fair to me or my partner.  both apologies and actions to match from the adults in my life would have changed that trajectory.

 

so whether you have kids, work with kids or are the aunt, uncle or godparent to a kid, normalize apologizing to them.  it does not make you smaller, it makes you human.  plus, it shows them from an early age what a healthy relationship looks like along with expectations they should have of the people in their orbit.  i want all of the kids around me to value accountability and know that no one in their life is above an apology.

 

were you apologized to as a kid?  if not, how has that impacted you as an adult?

 

xoxo,

k. tap

tequila tuesdays

it is no secret that i love a good cocktail – from my strawberry mules to my sparkling summer sangria, i never say no to something bubbly. when my beautiful godsister told me about these blood orange margaritas she’s been making, i had to have one. little did i know she was using a base that i love – on the rocks!

 

 

doesn’t that just look delicious?

 

so here’s what you need:

 

1. on the rocks – the margarita

2. blood orange italian soda

3. lemon

4. sugar

5. pineapple or watermelon

 

and for the instructions:

1. sit items in the freezer until ice cold but not frozen

2. apply lemon to the rim of your cup

3. dip in sugar

4. drop in the fruit (she uses the fruit in place of ice cubes and prefers pineapple but the market was out so we did watermelon which i will likely do every single time)

5. pour in the on the rocks margarita

6. top with blood orange italian soda (i would say 2-3 ounces is good)

7. stir

8. enjoy!

*i was sitting outside on a hot day so i added a few ice cubes to mine and it was perfect

 

this is a photo of me with the beauty (and brains) behind the creation above

 

if you try it, please let me know what you think!

 

xoxo,

k. tap

thought of the week: making others uncomfortable is okay

2020 has been filled with more difficult and complex conversations than at least the first 25 years of my time spent on earth combined.  whether it was about setting boundaries that felt good for me, talking about my experiences as a black woman in trump’s america or advocating for myself in the workplace, there have definitely been some ruffled feathers.

 

so you are probably wondering what the common thread was in the aforementioned instances? turning 30 has come with a lot of changes including a new level of self awareness.  i not only know who i am, i am comfortable with who i am and am loving myself unconditionally in the same way that i do each member of my inner circle.  sometimes, that is received well and other times, it is met with disdain, combativeness, confusion, and sometimes, even hate.

 

when i saw this quote, it really resonated with me:

 

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“today i accept that becoming comfortable with who i am may make others uncomfortable.  and that is okay.” -faith broussard cade

 

i am no longer in a space in my life where the comfort of others is a priority of mine.  what would it feel like to let go of the weight of the comfort of others that you might be carrying (even if it is subconsciously)?

 

xoxo,

k. tap