Recipe reflections -- that’s the sort of reflecting that I like to do come January, once the hubbub of December has passed.
I love to flip through recipe folders and boxes. They’re a bit like photo albums, I find, in the way that recipes are reminders of people a read more
My mom has an amazing collection of cookie cutters, both old and new. Most are from long before I was born, some had been my grandmothers, and a few are newer designs that I bought her as gifts.
I always loved the cookie cutter drawer in our kitchen. I associated it with the bes read more
Sweet Molasses Barbecue Sauce
¾ cup brown sugar
¾ cup ketchup (or up to 1 cup)
¼ cup cider vinegar
1/4 cup water
1/3 cup Grandma Fancy Molasses
1 Tbsp. Worcestershire Sauce
2 tsp. dry mustard
2 tsp. paprika
½ tsp. smoked paprika
½ to 1 tsp. black pepp read more
I'm a big fan of muffins. True muffins, that is. Muffins that aren't too cake-like but that have enough sweet to be satisfying.
And I love muffins that are light textured but still manage to be loaded with wholesome ingredients. (You'll notice t read more
You know the taste of barely-warm chocolate chip cookies? When they're a little gooey with chocolate that practically drips when you take a bite...
Picture all of that, in a pie.
March Break has officially begun in my house, cause for celebration all around. This pi read more
The image below is the weather that's headed my way (and may be it's headed your way too).
This is what I'm going to do about it...
I'm making soup...
This is a version of my mom’s 30-minute soup recipe that she found in a grocery store magazine a while back. read more
These have been called the perfect brownie.
"Fudgy and still a little cake like," is how they were described.
We all have our definition of " perfect" when it comes to brownies but I understand the praise. I want a brownie to be fudgy but I don't want it to have that "uncoo read more
My aunt used to keep her chocolate chips locked high in a cupboard and she carried the key in her apron. She had seven boys so sweet things just weren’t safe in her house.
The thought used to make me laugh, in a “Can you imagine?” sort of way.
And now I have two read more