Chewy Brown Butter Espresso Chocolate Chip Cookies
I wasn’t expecting baking advice from my accountant, but there I was, stuck in his office on a rainy Tuesday afternoon, listening to him describe … Read more
I wasn’t expecting baking advice from my accountant, but there I was, stuck in his office on a rainy Tuesday afternoon, listening to him describe … Read more
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The woman at the community garden stall watched me fumbling with a bag of cranberries, trying to balance it with a wedge of brie and … Read more
The neighborhood cookie exchange was in twelve hours and I’d completely forgotten. Everyone else would be bringing elaborate French macarons, perfectly piped gingerbread houses, and … Read more
My hunting buddy Mark had claimed to hate venison jerky for a solid decade. “Too gamey,” he’d say, waving away the bag I’d offer on … Read more
I was standing in the middle of the spice aisle at my local grocery store last Tuesday, staring at a jar of dried rosemary like … Read more
The church potluck was in six hours and I’d completely forgotten. It was the annual Fall Harvest supper, the one where Margaret brings her mile-high … Read more
I was standing in the frozen foods aisle of my local grocery store last December, half-listening to a Mariah Carey song playing overhead, when a … Read more
There used to be a tiny bakery tucked between a laundromat and a vintage shop three blocks from my first apartment that made a peppermint … Read more
There used to be a tiny wine bar tucked away on a side street in Portland, called The Cork & Clover, that made the most … Read more