Cozy Gingerbread Whipped Coffee: Easy Holiday Recipe
The holiday cookie exchange was in six hours and I’d completely forgotten. I mean, completely. I was standing in my kitchen at 7 AM, still … Read more
The holiday cookie exchange was in six hours and I’d completely forgotten. I mean, completely. I was standing in my kitchen at 7 AM, still … Read more
There used to be a tiny Nepalese cafe tucked behind a laundromat on a rainy corner of Portland that made a coconut curry pumpkin soup … Read more
My neighbor wasn’t trying to impress anyone. I’d stopped by to return her measuring cup—one of those small errands you put off for weeks—and the … Read more
This was supposed to be butternut squash soup. I mean, that was the plan. I had the big, clunky butternut squash sitting on my counter, … Read more
I wasn’t expecting to get dessert advice from the high school biology teacher at my son’s parent-teacher conference. But there I was, sitting in a … Read more
My neighbor Marcus asked me why I couldn’t just pour the pecan pie filling right over the crust and bake it like a cobbler. I … Read more
I was standing in the community garden last October, staring at a butternut squash the size of my forearm, completely clueless about what to do … Read more
I’d claimed to hate eggnog for fifteen years. Fifteen years of wrinkling my nose at holiday parties, of muttering “I’m more of a mulled wine … Read more
It was 11:47 PM on a random Wednesday in late September, and I was supposed to be meal-prepping for the week. Instead, I found myself … Read more
The company potluck was in twelve hours and I’d completely forgotten. I mean, I’d known about it for weeks, but somewhere between the Tuesday night … Read more
There used to be this tiny café tucked between a vintage bookstore and a laundromat in my old neighborhood that made the most ridiculous butternut … Read more
My neighbor Sarah wasn’t trying to impress anyone that night. I’d stopped by to borrow a cup of sugar—cliché, I know, but my baking stash … Read more
I was standing in the checkout line at the grocery store last October, just minding my own business, when the kid in front of me … Read more
This was supposed to be a simple batch of chocolate thumbprint cookies. You know the kind—press a little indent into each dough ball, fill it … Read more
My neighbor asked me why I couldn’t just microwave the acorn squash instead of roasting it for forty minutes. I started to explain why that … Read more
I wasn’t expecting cooking advice from my accountant, but there I was, standing in the middle of a fluorescent-lit office lobby, listening to Mr. Henderson … Read more
It was 11:47 PM on a random Tuesday in mid-October, and I had a very specific, almost ridiculous craving for something chocolatey, crunchy, and creepy. … Read more
The farmer’s market vendor watched me pawing through her pile of butternut squash, probably looking as lost as I felt. It was late October, and … Read more
The church potluck was in four hours and I’d completely forgotten. I was standing in my kitchen on a Saturday morning, staring at the contents … Read more
My brother-in-law Mark had refused to participate in Christmas dessert for seven years. Seven years of watching him wave off pie, cake, cookies—anything sweet—with that … Read more