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…
Voice for the misunderstood: Prune coffee cake
Consider the following correspondence, unearthed from an archive of never-been-printed-but-could-have-changed-the-culinary-world-as-we-know-it advice columns: Dear Abby, Lately we’ve been feeling quite misunderstood. Every time we try to make new friends, we’re met with crinkled noses and rejection. Is it us? Are we not sweet enough? Not pretty enough? People love our smaller cousins; they’re always invited to…
The easiest snack you’ll ever make: Salted honey butter popcorn
Sometimes I daydream about the grand parties I’ll throw someday when I’m a real grownup. You know, the kind of grownup with a real house, a giant kitchen and a dining room that fits more than two adults, a small baby and a 5-pound pup. I’ll wear a fancy cocktail dress and pearls — because…
Let’s go camping: S’mores cupcakes and a campfire baby shower
Having a little girl is the best, most fun adventure I’ve ever been on, and I sure wouldn’t trade our little Beany for anything in the world. I happily shop for hair bows, dresses and bunches of pink, and I dare say there’s nothing cuter than our girl in a tiny pair of jeggings. But…
For when the moon is blue: Chewy chocolate brownies
I feel about chocolate the same way I feel about hamburgers. Most of the time, most days of the year, I’m perfectly happy to live my life without them. But once in a blue moon — we’re talking every few months or so maybe — when a craving hits, the need absolutely envelops me. I…
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…
Recipes for naptime: Lemon vanilla bean muffins
Nearly any parent will tell you this: Naptime is the golden hour. Actually, if you’re lucky, it’s the golden couple of hours. Before becoming a mom myself, I thought the parents who pointed this out were a little too snarky for their own good. That’s probably because before becoming a parent, I felt much more…
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…
Delicious muffins and other weighty matters
Oh, how I love a new kitchen gadget. Oh, how I love a beautiful baked good. And oh, how I love whenever the two shall meet. A few Christmases ago, my brother and sister-in-law gifted me with a collection of Avoca cookbooks, filled with recipes for all sorts of delicious things that the two of…
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