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Welcome Back October

Hello lover.

Fall just so happens to be my favorite time of year. What's not to love? 90 degree days instead of the 110 we've been dealing with since April.

I'm obsessed with anything and everything pumpkin. If you follow me on Pinterest, I think you know that is an understatement. This obsession includes (of course!) Starbucks Pumpkin Spice Latte. If I didn't think my heart would explode from caffeine intake, I would drink them all day long. I found a Skinny version on Pinterest not too long ago and gave it a shot.

  • 1 1/2 c Skim milk
  • 2 tbsp. Pumpkin Butter (there's a recipe here, but I bought mine from a local shop)
  • 2 tsp. Sugar/Stevia - there is so little of this in the recipe, I used actual sugar
  • 2 tsp. vanilla extract
  • 1/2 c strong coffee (or 1/4 c of espresso)
  • Pumpkin Pie Spice
  • Fat Free Whipped Cream

Whisk milk, pumpkin butter and sugar in a small sauce pot over medium heat and bring to boil. Once boiling, remove from heat and add vanilla. Pour into two mugs and add coffee/espresso. Top with whipped cream and pumpkin pie spice and enjoy!


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