Cozy Apple Cider Cookies with Easy Cinnamon Glaze
It was 10:47 PM on a drizzly Wednesday in late October, and I was staring into the fridge like it held the secrets to the … Read more
It was 10:47 PM on a drizzly Wednesday in late October, and I was staring into the fridge like it held the secrets to the … Read more
My neighbor, a woman named Clara who had lived in her little house since the 1960s, watched me one afternoon as I wrestled with a … Read more
My friend Emily asked why I couldn’t just assemble the whole French toast bake the night before and pop it in the oven the next … Read more
My neighbor Gina watched me wrestling with a bag of flour on her porch last October. I was trying to balance a pumpkin, a carton … Read more
There used to be this tiny bakery tucked in a strip mall off Highway 101 in San Rafael called The Gilded Tart. They made a … Read more
The neighborhood fall potluck was in six hours and I’d completely forgotten. I mean, completely. I was standing in my kitchen at noon, staring at … Read more
I was standing in the parking lot of a grocery store last October when the smell hit me. Not from the store, but from someone’s … Read more
The church potluck was in four hours and Iโd completely spaced it. I mean, I knew it was coming โ itโs the third Sunday of … Read more
There used to be a tiny bakery tucked between a dry cleaner and a vintage shop on Main Street that made the most incredible pumpkin … Read more
My sister-in-law, Jen, wasn’t trying to impress me. Iโd stopped by her place to drop off a casserole dish Iโd borrowed, and the smell of … Read more