Quick Caramel Apple Dumplings with Mountain Dew
There used to be a little diner off Highway 49 called The Rusty Spoon that made a dessert I still dream about. When they closed … Read more
There used to be a little diner off Highway 49 called The Rusty Spoon that made a dessert I still dream about. When they closed … Read more
Introduction It was 11:47 PM on a drizzly Tuesday in late October, and I was staring into the refrigerator like it held the secrets to … Read more
I was sorting through a box of old holiday decorations at a thrift store—the kind where everything smells faintly of cedar and someone else’s memories—when … Read more
I was standing in the grocery store aisle last October, staring at a bag of pretzel sticks, when the faint, waxy smell of candy corn … Read more
Hand me that bag of frozen spinach, my neighbor said, peering into my grocery cart. I was mid-rant about how my kids had suddenly decided … Read more
My neighbor Sarah stopped by last Tuesday afternoon, right as I was pulling out cocoa powder, sugar, and a whisk. I was about to make … Read more
The woman at the community garden plot next to mine watched me fumbling with a butternut squash the size of a small dog. I had … Read more
It was 10:47 PM on a random Tuesday in October, and I was standing in my kitchen with a package of hot dogs, a can … Read more
I was at the community garden’s fall harvest party last October, completely out of my depth. I had offered to bring dessert—confident, maybe a little … Read more
My brother-in-law Mark had claimed to hate squash for as long as I’d known him. Every Thanksgiving, he’d push the roasted butternut around his plate … Read more