From the time I was in first grade through third grade, my family lived in Germany, and during that first year overseas, we lived in Egelsbach, a little German town near the Air Force base where my dad was stationed. I have a lot of great memories from our time there — spaghetti ice from…
Dear Ms. Witch. Your house smells good: Gingerbread cake
Remember the story of Hansel and Gretel? The little kids who stumbled upon a witch’s gingerbread house while walking through the woods, only to be wooed inside by the promise of sweets and fattened up so the mean old witch could enjoy some tasty kid stew? No matter what version of the story you heard…
The Breakfast Club: Pumpkin waffles
It seems I can’t say enough about the merits of an A+ kind of breakfast (OK, I probably can — and have — said enough about my love of breakfast foods, but surely someone else out there shares my love of starchy AM goodness). I think I could eat breakfast for every meal of the…
The happiest cookies you’ll ever make
The older I get (it’s all relative, I know), the more I realize how much some of the best things in life are also the simplest. Life gets crazy, plans have to change, but I think there’s comfort in knowing that lifting your spirits or finding your happy place isn’t nearly as overwhelming or unattainable…
End-of-summer pizza
It’s officially September, officially post-Labor Day, and I’m so so ready for fall. I’m ready for the changing colors, the chilly air, the crunchy leaves on the ground outside. And the holidays. I’m always ready for the holidays. But amidst all my fall anticipation through the years, I’ve realized that I never give summertime the…
We’re Southern now, y’all. And we’re cooking up cornbread.
Weekends are funny things. We spend all week looking forward to having a few days off, only to find that those few days fly by so fast, we’re left wondering what in the world we did with all the extra time. Saturdays are especially rascally that way. It’s typically the one day a week that…
Once upon a time, three apples found their destiny
Earlier this week, three forgotten apples sat quietly at the bottom of our refrigerator. The produce drawer is a lonely place to be, I suspect, especially when you’re the last guys left until the next trip to the grocery store. Actually, I’ve always been rather hesitant about using the refrigerator drawers just because of the…
Hi, old friend: Pumpkin scones
I know I’ve spent a good many hours and a good many words raving about the amazing food and flavor that is pumpkin, but please bear with me. I’m going to do it again. Pumpkin and I just can’t get enough of each other. I’m convinced that certain flavors carry with them innate powers. Some…
We moved. All is well. I’m baking again.
Moving. Ooph. Last week, our little family made the 1,000-mile trek from our home in Missouri to our new digs in North Carolina. That meant two days of driving our caravan of vehicles, one three-car trailer filled with all our worldly possessions and four straight mornings of pre-5 o’clock wake-up calls. Thankfully, Jared’s dad helped…
Rising against the elements: Homemade cream puffs
Oh, happy day! I’m currently floating on a cloud of baking loveliness, one that could only be born from the kind of butter-induced euphoria that springs from a modest mound of dough that rises into something perfectly light and miraculously fluffy. This week, on a 93-degree day loaded with humidity, I tackled homemade cream puffs….
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