After too many days of packing, moving boxes and settling into our summertime abode, I’ve come to one conclusion: Moving (even the temporary, just-for-the-summer kind) is exhausting. The exhaustive nature of all this moving business has been pretty clear in our kitchen since sometime around the end of April, when we started trying to eat…
Peach torte: It’s peachy keen.
Jared took this photo of our peach torte before we each enjoyed a slightly larger than generous piece yesterday. After seeing the photo for the first time, I told him I think it looks like it came straight off the menu at Perkins, to which he said he wasn’t sure if that was a compliment…
Magic in the guesswork: Grandpa’s potato salad
When it comes to cooking, I’m pretty by-the-book. I like to follow recipes (at least the first time around). I like specific measurements and planned ingredients. I like to know what I’m getting into. If I come by this genetically, it doesn’t come from my mom. She’s much more of an in-the-moment kind of cook,…
Dessert fix: Molasses cookies
I could write a list a mile long of ingredients I love in cookies. Luckily, I’ve learned that an amalgamation of all my favorites does not a good cookie make. Still, I have a certain appreciation for the unexpected combos, and these molasses cookies with oatmeal from Martha Stewart sounded just interesting enough to warrant…