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Traci's Baby Shower

Just wanted to share a few photos from this weekend's baby shower! I was so happy to host for my wonderfully sweet friend Traci and am so honored to be the honorary godmother to her precious baby-to-be, Molly!

Here's the main food table with Blueberry Scones, Traditional Scones, a trio of spreads including homemade Lemon Curd, Strawberry Rhubarb Preserves, and Seville Orange Marmalade, Red Velvet Cupcakes with Cream Cheese Frosting, Cucumber Sandwiches, Mini Herb Frittatas, Raspberry Chipotle Meatballs, and French Toast Kabobs with Fresh Strawberries and Blackberries.

Another shot of the main food table

Here are the French Toast Kabobs
Cupcakes
Cute little utensil sets
Mini Herb Frittatas- click here for recipe!

Scone Station

Drink Station- Homemade Strawberry Lemonade, Tea Service, and Mimosas (Mimosa glasses courtesy of my wonderful friend Lindsay

To remind the guests of our theme

Cinnamon Sugar favors, complete with my business card so they could use their favors in this recipe 

Please let me know if I can cater you or a friend's next baby shower in the DFW, Houston, The Woodlands, or Austin!  You won't be disappointed!

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