So apparently I’m not that great at remembering certain holidays. First Pi Day, now Purim. There was also that time that I forgot my little sister Emily’s 9th birthday while we were both at summer camp, but I’m pretty sure … wait! there’s more…
So, let’s talk about the elephant in the room. I know you’re all wondering why I failed to write a post to commemorate the very important holiday that took place last Saturday, and I’d just like to take this opportunity … wait! there’s more…
Can I tell you what I find troubling about cooking with garlic? Yes? Okay here goes: Nothing. Nothing at all, actually. In fact, I quite enjoy cooking with garlic. Crackling the plump cloves from their papery package, smashing the fat … wait! there’s more…
I’ve heard that “birthdays are nature’s way of telling us to eat more cake.” I happen to like this idea. However, on this particular day, March 13th, Gramma Lynn’s birthday, I think a more appropriate phrase is: birthdays are nature’s … wait! there’s more…
I suppose it was bound to happen eventually. After months spent avoiding sneezing coworkers and internally repeating my wintertime stay-healthy mantra (you will not get sick, it’s all mental, you will not get sick, it’s all mental…), I have come … wait! there’s more…
Okay people, pop quiz! Don’t panic, this one’s easy. What do you do when you see a big bunch of overripe bananas on your kitchen counter? Anyone fancy a guess? Hmm? What’s that I hear? Make banana cake? YES! … wait! there’s more…
I recently finished a book called Julie and Julia: My Year of Cooking Dangerously. It was written by a woman named Julie Powell (Amherst graduate, holler) who gave herself one year to make every single recipe in Julia Child’s Mastering … wait! there’s more…