Share:TwitterFacebookPinterestTumblrGoogle+StumbleUponemailThis weekend I was invited to a potluck in Central Park. The instructions: bring something to serve 10 people. My first thought? Yikes! Share:TwitterFacebookPinterestTumblrGoogle+StumbleUponemail…
Share:TwitterFacebookPinterestTumblrGoogle+StumbleUponemail Last week I posted a guest post from my mother that featured a really awesome cheesecake recipe as well as some memories of her late brother, who I never had the chance to meet. Because she was so…
Share:TwitterFacebookPinterestTumblrGoogle+StumbleUponemailYou know what I’m good at? Making lemonade. No, there is no analogy here, I’m not saying that when life hands me lemons I am good at turning it into a positive situation. Because I’m actually not. I am,…
Share:TwitterFacebookPinterestTumblrGoogle+StumbleUponemailI have a shelf in one of my kitchen cabinets devoted entirely to baking supplies — so that at any given time, seven layer magic bars are not outside the realm of possibility. It’s a large shelf, big enough…
Share:TwitterFacebookPinterestTumblrGoogle+StumbleUponemail In college, white zinfandel, in all its too-sweet glory, always seemed to have a place in the refrigerator that my roommate Sarah and I shared. I’m happy to report that when we turned 21 as our palates matured,…