This cookie is based on a recipe that’s been saved on my computer for more than a year. It’s from Merrill Stubbs at Food52, and I remember saving it simply because I think Merrill is the cat’s pajamas. If she says it’s a hit, I believe her. Allow me to explain. For the first 16…
Poetry and cookies: Sweet citrus shortbread
As I’m sure I’ve mentioned on more than one occasion, all of my best ideas, particularly the writing-related ones, seem to come while I’m taking a shower. Basically, a lovely line emerges from the steam, then bounces around for a while, rephrased and repeated until it’s written to memory. It’s a Darwinian twist on the…
The house where Gretel lives: Peanut butter marshmallow sandwich cookies
The home that I grew up in, though happy and loving and magical beyond measure, was not one to be overrun by sweets. That’s not to say that we didn’t have our fair share of sugar on occasion — there were holidays, the intermittent Oreos and my mom’s famous mile-high snickerdoodles — but the typical…
Fit for Santa’s team: Rudolph loves cookies
With Christmas only days away, we’re squeezing in every last ounce of holiday fun, food and crafty goodness that we can before Santa hits the slopes and heads to town (presuming that his sled does a bit of skiing action before taking to the air). And what better way to welcome him to our humble…
It’s time to meet the blondies
The season of sugar is upon us, and though I fully intend to stay waist deep in an assortment of tried and true cookie recipes from now until the New Year (I promise I will share!), I’m always game for a bit of newness as far as flour and sugar and butter are concerned. You’d…
Pumpkin picking and the punkin’ snaps reboot
For the second year in a row, Jared and I have been less than successful in taking advantage of the apple utopia that is North Carolina in the fall. I suppose we have an excuse for missing out on the fun last year. We were new to the area, and my pleasantly plural physique tired…
An experiment in fall flavor fusion: Punkin’ snaps
Fall is home to two of the very best flavors in the entire universe: pumpkin and ginger. Once the chilly weather hits, few weeks go by when our apartment doesn’t dance in the scent of all that baked-goodness wafting from the kitchen. In fact, the decision of what to bake this time of year is…
The cookie was calling me
I am a person who speaks to kitchen appliances. I talk to my dog like she’s my second human child, and the voices I bestow upon inanimate objects are louder than I should probably admit. But last week, a cookie called to me. And when a cookie calls, you answer. Through a rumbling tummy and…
Lemon, for you, I’ll bake
It’s summer. It’s hot. My poor little oven groans every time I feel the culinary call. “Again?” it says. “Can’t we just pop in a Christmas movie and snack on a pack of Oreos?” “Oh, little oven,” I reply. “These are the days life lessons are made of. We must put in the effort, even…
Sweet reflections and hopeful cookies
Life has a funny way of dealing us its highs and lows simultaneously. It’s probably for good reason. Without the lows, we might not appreciate how good we have it. And without the baby smiles and sweet husband’s birthdays, getting through the tough times would feel infinitely more difficult. Seasons come and go, and as…