A couple weeks ago as I was doing my pumpkin pie recipe research, I stumbled across a genius tip from Aimee of Simple Bites. Before pouring your pumpkin pie filling into the pan (or any other filling of that matter), place the prepared tart (or pie) pan in the oven. Carefully pull out the rack, making sure it’s still secured, and pour filling into the pan, being careful not to spill. Slowly push the rack back into the oven. Also, don’t forget to add a baking sheet underneath.

Maple Pumpkin Pie | The Fauxmartha

This post is sponsored by Grains for your Brain, a resource provided by the Grain Foods Foundation. Did you know, we should consume 6-8 servings of grains daily? Check out this infographic for ways to sneak in your grains. I snuck oats and wheat flour into this crust, but you’ll never know the difference. As always, all opinions are my own. Sponsored posts such as this help to fund grocery trips, sweet new recipes, and ongoing site maintenance.  

I sat down to write this post last night. I wanted it to exude thankfulness in light of the upcoming holiday and this here pie. But I was far from feeling thankful last night. After a long day of 20 minute catnaps with a cranky babe, I thought I’d hand her over to Kev as soon as he walked in the door. After 5 minutes at home, he was called in. Dang. I forgot he was on call.

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Although this may be counterintuitive, allow your baked goods to rest. Flavor develops as it cools. More than once I’ve nearly thrown out a baked treat after trying it straight out of the oven only to fall in love with it hours after the cool.

Room Inspiration | The Fauxmartha

Before Hallie arrived, my only concept of motherhood was decorating her room. Three months before her due date, we found out we’d have to move within a months time. I was completely overwhelmed. Hindsight—we’re so thankful it happened. The move gave us an extra room just for Hal. So instead of packing up our old apartment like a wise person would do, I made an inspiration board for her room. After we settled into our new space, I did what I thought motherhood was—went into her room every morning, opened the blinds, pictured her giggling in her crib, and dreamed up more projects. Read more

Acorn Squash Enchilada Sauce | The Fauxmartha

When my grandparents came to visit as a kid, they’d always sleep in my room. I wouldn’t let my mom take the sheets off after they left. Their smell. I wanted it to last, and the sheets seemed to hold it the longest. I’d cry when it no longer smelled like them but rather me.  Read more

Update Look | The Fauxmartha

Do you notice anything different? The site got a haircut. It was long overdue. But as haircuts seem to go, you may not notice much of a difference. Humor me as I walk you through my new layers. I’m a little excited.

Post Categories

Weekly I post a Recipe and a Tip of the Week. Duh, you know that. Into that mix, I’ll start posting to the categories of Fauxtograghy and Fauxmama. (I’m still working out the frequency of posting to these categories. I have high hopes and big dreams and a little girl who thinks daytime naps are for dummies.) Above each post is a fancy little header to let you know what you’re reading. I recognize all of these categories may not be of great interest to you, so hopefully this will queue you in to your favorite types of post.

Fauxtography posts will kinda be like the Tip of the Week for the camera. But let me warn you, I’m a fauxtographer, not a professional photographer. Want a sneak preview of what these posts will be like? Check out this post from back in the day.

Fauxmama posts will kinda be like a recipe for mamas from a fauxmama. I really have no clue what being a mom is all about. But I do know finding the best carseat or a onesie that doesn’t end in a scream sesh is like searching for the best vanilla cake recipe. Hard work but worth the search (and worth sharing). Read more

Lemon Poppyseed Muffin | The Fauxmartha

Breaking news these days—the babe slept in her crib, therefore her room, for the first time this week. All by herself. We’re lame and already miss having her in our room. She also only woke up once to feed. And then slept in the swing the next morning, which she’s hated abhorred up until this point. Sweet, tiny victories. I took advantage of having both hands free and made doughnuts from Ashley’s new book, Baked Doughnuts for Everyone. Read more