if you’re going to do one thing this weekend, i say, make a lemon cake. there’s no more sure-fire way to get your apartment feeling springy and fresh. bonus points: using a lemon reamer…
people’s pops. they’re not mind blowing. they’re juice, frozen. and that’s the beauty of them. don’t expect to blown away, expect to be utterly satisfied. slurp on your very own raspberry basil pop knowing…
james is the baker in our house. it’s not that i don’t like to bake. i enjoy the precision: using the back of a knife to even the drift of flour in a measuring…
or, spinach-feta dumplings pain de mie | or any day-old sliced white bread cipollini onion | garlic bread | milk | garlic & onions | eggs | spinach feta dumpling knödel when i began this recipe,…
i realize that some of you are currently debating the mental health of a woman so utterly enamored by her lackluster breakfasts, but i can’t help myself. and besides, i think i might be…
i get it. it’s just a roll. a white flour roll smothered in butter that’s more than a few steps removed from the farm {i’m being generous here}where it was made. but to me,…
yesterday, my friend carrie came over to make cookies. we filled the tiny space between these four walls with the smell of so much butter and sugar it was almost stifling. almost. wishing each of…
pizza last night to celebrate a pretty big change around here. a little bit more than a month ago i decided to leave my position on the farm, and saturday was my last day…
kale. washed in cold water. drizzled in lemon juice and olive oil. a shave or two of pecorino or parmesan, a pinch of salt and pepper. eggs and bread to round things out. a remedy…
i know. for some people there’s nothing less appetizing. but for me, egg nog is pure delight. it’s memories of childhood christmases in a frosty glass. yes. woolly tights, velvety dresses, scratchy headbands, and…