Valentine’s Day is Monday, and love is most certainly in the air. My good friends welcomed their new baby last night (love, love, love!) and Ella has met a new puppy friend that she seems quite smitten with. There’s all sorts of happy going on these days, and nothing says “I love life,” or “Love…
Project NYT: Spice krinkles
I’ve spent most of my adult life as a bake-by-photos kind of girl. No, I don’t mean that I ignore textual instructions and base my cooking exclusively on what I see (though that could be a mighty fun and/or terrible idea), but when it comes to wooing my culinary curiosity with winning recipes, delicious photos…
Project NYT: Baking from honey-dipped memories
Food is a funny thing. On the one hand, it comes equipped with so many quantifiable qualities: vitamins, nutrients, calories and ingredients. On the other hand, so much of what we eat and how we eat is tied to much less tangible traits: what we know, whom we know and what we remember. Food has…
Project NYT: Nostalgia and the 67-year-old brownie
My quest for the perfect homemade brownie continued last night, and I dare say I might have found a winner. Hidden nearly 700 pages deep, in the “Cookies and Candy” section of my NYT Cookbook, there lies an incredibly simple, back-to-basics type of recipe that sounded like just the kind of the thing I was…
Project NYT: Oatmeal, meet Cookie. Om, nom, nom.
Dried oats are pretty amazing when you think about it. With little more than a dot of water and sprinkle of brown sugar, they’re an automatic breakfast. Roast them with dried fruit and maple syrup or honey, and your granola wishes are fulfilled. Add some butter, sugar, flour, eggs and raisins, and you’ve brought them…
Another day, another cookie (salted double chocolate peanut butter)
I know, I know. Enough with the cookies already. It’s no secret to any of you that I’ve been a regular cookie-baking machine since Halloween rolled around (as evidenced here and here). But seriously, these are A-mazing (yes that capital A is intentional. Holla!) and so worth a trip to the store for a gallon…
Ode to a cookie: Recipe for a masterpiece
I love cookies (cue Cookie Monster: Om, nom, nom). Mixing, rolling, cutting, baking: I love every step of the process. Oh yes, and the eating. That’s good, too. During the past year especially, I’ve found that baking, particularly baking cookies, works wonders for my stress level (I realized while writing this that my go-to stress…
Forget long distance; I’m switching to spritz.
Remember a few days ago when I was writing to Martha with my list of all the kitchen-y, crafty gadgets that she insisted I get tout de suite? Well my Grandma Smith, who holds the cornucopia of cooking/baking gadgetry within the confines of her kitchen, heard of my yen for a cookie press and immediately…
Cookiepalooza 2010
Three years ago, Jared and I started a holiday tradition with our friends Jon and Rebekah that’s wreaked happy holiday havoc on our tiny smidge of a kitchen. For this now-annual Christmastime event, we go all-out cookie-baking crazy, which means we spend an entire evening (and by evening I mean a solid four-hour chunk at…
No tricks, just treats
When it comes to sugar cookies, my grandma is the queen of the kitchen. There’s something magical about the super thin, perfectly sweetened treats she’s been making since before I can remember, and I bet her grandkids would all agree that her sugar-cookie skills are second to none. Without fail, for every major holiday, Grandma…
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