Besides a week-long stretch when I was sick and lay on the couch watching the entire first season of Grey’s Anatomy, The Great British Bake Off is the closest I’ve ever come to obsessively binge-watching a tv show.
Ever since returning from our October trip to Venice and Slovenia, I’ve been unable to stop baking.
If you walked into my kitchen one afternoon, the winter light reflecting off of cabinets and counters like a blue-ish laser beam, and saw this cake sitting on one of those counters, delicate and decadent, you might feel your shock crowding out your hunger.
We were once again gifted a box of plums from our neighbors’ plum tree.
Along with visiting the Haleakala Crater and driving The Road to Hana, I planned another must-do for our trip to Maui: eating as much banana bread as possible.
I'm selective about the recipes I share on this site.
Certain things change when you get married.
I've come to rely on afternoon snack breaks.
When I brought home six pints of strawberries, my vague ideas about what to do with them consisted mostly of what I didn't want to do with them.
We brought home a few souvenirs from our September trip to London and Copenhagen, including this cute Danish bird, a small vase by Anne Black, and several Christmas presents.
Do you think this looks like "the death star exploded" (Justin) or something "otherworldly and beautiful" (me)?
While my closet moves confidently into Fall, my palate is less gung-ho.
I have a recipe binder that I'm slowly filling with interesting recipes I've clipped from magazines and newspapers.
It shouldn’t be a secret that I have a fondness for pistachios.
Everyone loves brunch on the weekend--especially, it seems, in Brooklyn.
My husband loves scones.
I will humbly admit that I loved how my first cake came out.
Each time I write a Fresh from the Market product post, I'll follow that post with a recipe I've tested.
This past Fall, I acted like (some) people do before a big snowstorm and stocked up like I wouldn't be able to leave the apartment all winter.
This is actually a dish I was hoping to make the day before Thanksgiving, for all of us to munch on while we were cooking Thanksgiving dinner.
My favorite kind of baking doesn't involve icing cupcakes, decorating cookies, or layering a cake.
Last weekend I realized that it had been weeks since I had made anything fruit related.
My love for pistachios is practically predestined.
I love the idea of cooking with tea and, in fact, own a different tea cookbook, Tea Cuisine.