Pie! A light and creamy one, covered with bright and juicy strawberries. For you. Love, me. So. Yeah. That’s all, really. Need I say much more? I think it’s safe to say that this has been a rough week, and … wait! there’s more…
The other day I ate bad ricotta. Not like, “I’ve had better ricotta before, this is kind of meh-tasting.” Nope, I mean I ate bad ricotta. I’m talking well past the expiration date and straight-up funky. I ate kind of … wait! there’s more…
This pie. You will want to make it. You will be proud to partake of it, even. It’s rich and toasty, sweetly mapled, faintly caramel-ish – it is deep, this pecan pie. Deep in the maple/brown sugar/molasses, complex-and-nuanced sort of … wait! there’s more…
Thanksgiving 2012 was… eventful. At my house, anyway. The events that went down are twofold: first, my sister got engaged. ENGAGED! To John! There was a proposal on a bench and a diamond and everything. There were hugs and elation … wait! there’s more…
Raise your hand if today is your birthday. You, too?! Happy birthday, birthday friend! Today means 28 for me. 28 on the dot, dot com. I feel like this year is going to be a good one. It started out … wait! there’s more…
Serious question. Why would anyone use the name “mixed berry” when “jumbleberry” is available? Mixed berry is an ambiguous yogurt flavor. Possibly a suspiciously giant scone option at Starbucks. So. There’s that. But jumbleberry! Jumbleberry bumbleberry humbleberry pie. Get on … wait! there’s more…
Remember that time I told you we had 19.5 pounds of peaches sitting in a box on the countertop, softening and bruising and ripening with the frantic inevitability of a large snowball teetering atop a very steep hill? Well. We … wait! there’s more…
I’ve recently discovered that living in California is like winning the summer fruit lottery — why doesn’t everyone live here? It’s not even June yet, but the peaches! The cherries, the blueberries, the plums, the apricots, the peaches! Ripe and fragrant, … wait! there’s more…
On a beautiful Saturday in October, when sisters are readily available, it’s important to go apple picking. Not everyone can have sisters, and that’s too bad, but everyone can find a few apples somewhere, and everyone should, at least once, … wait! there’s more…
I live by myself. I don’t think we’ve talked about this yet, but it’s a fact that makes itself apparent all the time these days. For example, I am reminded that I live alone when I find myself singing country … wait! there’s more…