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No-Churn Honey Cake Crumble Ice Cream

When life breaks your honey cake. [sigh] I couldn’t tell you what happened. I am sure it was user error. Sometimes, intentions are irrelevant. Sometimes, the thing is going to break whether you meant for it, or not. It can be about what you make of it afterward. [whipped cream folded into vanilla-ed sweetened condensed…

Iced Matcha!

Matcha, matcha, matcha. Somewhere, in the space between primary colors. Honeyed hot water and ground green tea whisked with bamboo. Wrists flicking, we move with an M or a W. Crackles as the warm liquid pours over. A lid, and another lid. Shake. Green speckles on white. A storyline, splashed here and there. Unplanned polka…

Atlantic Beach Pie

Pre-Post Script: It is most likely that, if you are reading this, the following is not about you. Staying honest, I had never heard of Bill Smith until his name showed up before the words, “atlantic,” “beach,” and -the real eye-catcher- “pie,” under my thumb. Wasting time on social media. It starts with an ampersand,…

Halva Spread

Memories of other things. Spreadable. Applicable. A friend says, It is what it was. Breath on windows. Chilly nights, the telephone. Pointer fingers. Secret messages spelled in fog. I am a prism and you are climbing a tree. Sacred space with only goodness because it is time. A little pinch of warmth. Sweet cardamom freckles…

Chocolate Chip Oatmeal Chocolate Chip Cream Pies

Don’t you believe in magic. Chubby fingers, a craving met in the cupboard from a cardboard box with singular packages of marshmallow-sandwiching oatmeal cookies. A voice. A statement. Always. Who decides what is / what is not enough. When do we engage restraint. Why don’t we sometimes. Is there a reason we feel entitled to…