Cozy Classic Apple Crisp with Oat Pecan Topping
I used to think apple crisp was a lazy person’s apple pie. For years, I said that. I’d stand there at potlucks, watching people scoop … Read more
I used to think apple crisp was a lazy person’s apple pie. For years, I said that. I’d stand there at potlucks, watching people scoop … Read more
My neighbor across the hall, an older woman named Gertie who always smelled faintly of rosemary and woodsmoke, watched me wrestling with a head of … Read more
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The church potluck was in six hours and I’d completely forgotten. My neighbor, Carol, had texted me about it the week before, but between work, … Read more
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This was supposed to be granola. I had the oats measured out, the honey warming on the stove, and a bag of raw pumpkin seeds … Read more
It was 11:47 PM on a random Thursday in October, and I had a very specific, almost inconvenient craving for pumpkin cheesecake. The kind of … Read more
My sister-in-law, Jen, asked me last Tuesday why I couldn’t just dump everything in one pot and call it a day. I was standing in … Read more