Adventures of a Home Cook
In my house, Thanksgiving is synonymous with pie! Specifically apple and pumpkin pie. While my true heart lies with apple, pumpkin pie only comes once a year and it is all the more special for it. I have tried numerous pumpkin pie recipes in the …
My grandparents have a tiny cottage on Lake Erie. As a child I spent countless afternoons escaping the heat of the city, feeling the cool breeze coming in off the bluff, staring out at the water; endless blue. My sister and I would spend hours …
I could make this biscuit recipe for the rest of my life and never feel the need to change. As someone who constantly tinkers with recipes, that is saying something. I have found ‘the one’. No new techniques, Instagram teasing images, or young, attractive recipes …
Somehow I have given birth to a child that does not like chocolate. I’m not sure how this happened. No one else in our family suffers from this affliction. I did not expose him too early. Like most parents, I waited for the typical first …
My mother’s family is known for their love of a somewhat unusual bundt cake we refer to as “Lemonade Cake”. I am not sure the origin, but I have made it every year for Mother’s Day, my mother’s birthday, and my grandmother’s birthday. It involved …
There are those “Martha Stewart” types who are artistic and creative and whose Christmas cookie creations turn out as beautiful as they taste. I am sadly not that kind of person. Despite concerted effort, my cookies have that home-spun, Pinterest-fail look. You know- the kind …
When I was in highschool I used to attend a church retreat that had a formal evening dinner. Every year they served a full turkey dinner with all the fixings, including pie for dessert. My friend’s mother who I affectionately referred to as “Mom Gammon”, …
I have somehow surfaced after the whirlwind which was Easter Weekend, deeply in need of a holiday from our holiday, despite having four days off. Somehow the terms “holiday” and “vacation” have taken on synonymous connotations when they are anything but. A vacation is where …
I like my freezer to feel like back-up artillery. As a host, I like knowing that I have a reserve of weaponry to assist in the case of last-minute morning guests and unexpected company that shows up as I’m walking in the house from work. …
Christmas season has not truly arrived until I host “Cookie day”. Also known as the day my kitchen becomes encased in sticky children’s hands, icing and sprinkles. In my house, sugar cookies are never “Instagram worthy”, pastel, coordinated or beautiful, except in the way that …