Category : Cake

My parents’ wedding anniversary always sneaks up in the heart of spring — right when the rhubarb in our backyard grows wild and stubborn against...

Midweek brunches at our house are a rare treat, but every once in a while, when the morning sun feels a little softer and the...

One Saturday morning, after a late-night baking session, I looked at an almost empty fridge and a loaf of day-old brioche sitting innocently on the...

Baking has a special way of connecting us with memories, whether it’s recreating family traditions or trying out a recipe that speaks to our love...

I remember one Sunday afternoon when I was just a child, sitting at the kitchen table, watching my grandmother work her magic. The kitchen was...

A few weeks ago, I visited my neighbor, Mrs. Ray, a lovely lady in her seventies who still hosts weekly coffee afternoons for our little...

Some mornings, travel feels less about the destination and more about the small moments stitched together—like an unexpected breakfast find. Last fall, while exploring a...

Easter mornings in my childhood were a whirl of color, laughter, and the rustle of plastic grass in woven baskets. One year stands out clearly:...

Not too long ago, I was looking for a dessert that was luxurious, creamy, and flavor-packed—a treat that would shine at a gathering, but also...

Weekends in our house have a rhythm of their own—slow mornings, lots of coffee, and often, a little baking project. Last Saturday, my kid wandered...