Pecan Tag

Caramel Pecan Bars at Chasing Delcious
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24 Sep Caramel Pecan Bars

I’m going to dispense with my routine flowery prose and tell you a story. You see, I once knew a man. This man, a great friend of mine, taught me so much about this world – the existential sort of world – that I want to share it with all of y’all. We were two friends, soul mates even, who always seemed to just miss each other. We were on very different tracks headed in…

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Meyer Lemon Pecan Cake
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12 Mar Meyer Lemon Pecan Cake

You may have noticed something has changed here at Chasing Delicious. Yes, it is in fact that time of the year again. Spring cleaning is upon us. And so, as I have cleaned my house from top to bottom, reorganized my kitchen from cabinets to drawers, and even managed to tackle the two-years untouched shed, I’ve decided my site needed a little spring cleaning of it’s own. You’ll notice a new logo, some new icons on…

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28 Dec Winter Days and Cinnamon Pecan Butter Cookies

My curious, gold-rimmed hazel eyes dance about the barely green landscape hoping to catch a dragonfly as it bumbles about lone flowers and swaths of grass. Greens are traded for tall brown pillars as my eyes move up towards the sky following long gangly branches. I now look for a cardinal performing his majestic mating call and dance or perhaps a great white egret mid-flight. Light, brisk winds carry waves of golden-brown leaves through the…

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08 Dec Pecan Spice Gingerbread Cookies

Note from Chasing Delicious: Hey, y’all. So this recipe has made it into the running for Yummly’s favorite holiday cookie, as voted by you. I’d love for you to go take a look and “like” or vote for my recipe! All you have to do is click the Facebook like button next to the recipe on this page and that counts as a vote! You can vote until 5pm EST, December 20th.  I scrunch my body up as tight as I can…

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04 Nov Chocolate Pecan Pie

My wary eyes track the golden rays as they filter through wind-tossed leaves drawing longer and longer shadows across my yard. Perched at my sparse kitchen table – a make shift office of sorts – I am surrounded by large windows, portals to a busy, beautiful, changing outside. I slide down the bunched up sleeves on my thick cotton hoody; the large, old panes of glass do little to shield me from the dropping temperature….

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