bake it happen

It’s October, which is important for two reasons: it’s Breast Cancer Awareness Month, and it’s the season to eat as many pumpkin-flavored things as possible.

Since these are two admirable endeavors, I’m combining them into one delicious awareness- and money-raising endeavor by participating in Bake It Happen again this year.

Bake it Happen was started by fellow blogger Shari of My Judy the Foodie. Shari’s mother Judy was a terrific cook who died of metastatic breast cancer six years ago this month. Shari’s blog is her way of remembering her mother by making (and sharing) all her recipes, and Shari came up with this fundraiser as a way to spread some love, some awareness, and some funds for the Pink Pumpkin Patch Foundation, which donates directly to organizations conducting searches for a cure to breast cancer.

Here’s how to participate in Bake it Happen this month:

1) sign up at Bake It Happen with your email address to get three great recipes.

2) share the yumminess with someone you love, and snap a photo.

3) upload that photo to Facebook (tagged @bakeithappen) or email to ubakeithappen@gmail.com. $2 will be donated to the Pink Pumpkin Patch Foundation every time someone posts or emails a Bake it Happen photo during Breast Cancer Awareness Month.

4) your post or email will enter you to win an iPad Mini & three months of a Baked by Melissa Mini of the Month Club Membership, ensuring continued deliciousness for you and yours.

Totes easy.

At our house, we chose to make Judy’s Pumpkin Brownies.

maggie stirring

While my daughter and I cooked, I said some prayers for two women I know who are fighting breast cancer right now– a high school friend, and the wife of another old friend. For each of them, I breathed in fear and breathed out peace.

This morning, all three kiddos were off to school with pumpkin brownies (nut-free, natch) for their favorite teachers.

 

 

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Easy and fun. Love shared, money raised. Please join me in Baking it Happen this October!

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