A Home Cook's Journal of Tastes & Morsels
Melt. And release. A ball of clementine dough. Rolled atop parchment, it meets heat and spreads into what is next. It becomes, and we start to see the rest as contrast -tightening so that we know what it might be like to let go- because maybe the intent and the impact can be irrelevant, even…
Think of all the holidays you have spent in your life. Think of all the places you have been. How many steps you have taken in your years. Certain dates can be markers, memorializing whatever you have done or whatever has happened to you; I think of holidays in this way. I have seen snow…
In much the same way that I cannot drink an Americano without thinking of this song, here I find myself unable to communicate how awesome it is to make your own brown sugar without being reminded of this horribly offensive tune. The minute I discovered Joy the Baker’s prescription for this household staple, Mick Jagger…
