Rain was threatening to cancel our backyard movie night, but we stubbornly stuck with the plan. Something warm, quick, and just indulgent enough to feel...
The kitchen windows were flung open, letting in the scent of honeysuckle and a breeze that carried every sound from the backyard—my son’s laughter, the...
The idea came together on a slow Sunday, when the sky outside flirted between sunshine and drizzle. I wanted to bake something simple but indulgent,...
One weekend afternoon, the scent of smoky bacon and sweet onions drifted from my kitchen windows, stopping a neighbor in his tracks. “Are you making...
After-school snack time usually brings a small parade of hungry kids to our kitchen—mine and a few from next door. They’ll toss their backpacks down,...
Late last fall, I was flipping through my grandmother’s old handwritten recipe journal—a thick, tattered notebook filled with church potluck hits and handwritten notes in...