Here’s what I recommend. I recommend you take yourself out to dinner. Wear your loose-fitting jeans for max comfort, bring a book, call a car, sit at the bar, order an entire pizza for yourself, and have as much wine as makes you happy.
Hey friends! I’m so excited to announce that it’s time for another Baking Bootcamp Series with King Arthur Flour!
Stepping in the kitchen takes confidence and guts, usually inspired by a grumbling stomach or a nagging sweet tooth.
It’s ridiculous, really. I’m always looking for any and every excuse to buy a bag of cookies from the grocery store.
I had a moment in the airport, one of those all-purpose airport stores with books and expensive water, and headphones (whyyyy do I always forget my headphones!
Happy Thursday, my friends! The closer we get to the weekend, the more I find myself slouched at my computer staring at the screen.
I watched the movie Steel Magnolias the other day. The full picture (if you’re curious) was me, my cat Tron, a rousing Thursday night, a shamefully large bowl of cheese grits and peas, and a paper towel I later used as a cry-tissue, sitting on my bed watching the movie Steel Magnolias.
This is either a new high in midnight snacking, or a new low. Surely, it’s nothing in between. Here’s what’s happening. Brioche bread + peanut butter and jelly + battered and fried + coated in cinnamon and sugar.
I’m not sure I’m ready for the take-on-the-Fall attitude I’m supposed to adopt. Whoa, everyone. Can we slow down the pace just a little?
Making enchiladas in my family is an event. Not one of those ‘bust out the fine china’ events… but definitely a ‘dad’s been wearing an apron over his pajamas all day’ event.
I’ve been thinking a lot about what makes a great cookbook. I’m currently working on my third book (wow…) about Brunch and as it carefully, lovingly, stressfully, curiously, and haphazardly takes shape, I think a lot about how to make it great. ‘Great’ is both elusive and subjective.
Have you heard about the latest trend? Don’t say Kylie Jenner… don’t you dare. The latest trend has everything to do with fire, applied with intention and concentration to… basically anything and everything covered in granulated sugar.
It must have been a Tuesday in August. I was in a supreme rush to get to an appointment on time and with as little sweat running down my back as possible.
In most ways, I’d say that I have my dream job. I mean… I make and take pictures of doughnuts and cookies for a living.
What do your guts know? That tremble, tickle, internal compass in the center-insides of our bodies. Those GUTS… they have feelings.
I walked by this house in the Garden District earlier this week when the sun was just going down, people were home from work making dinner for their families… the sky was darkening and street lights were just starting to flicker to life.
Did you know that there’s a special chicken you eat when you get engaged.? A chicken so treasured, so perfectly roasted, so exclusive, so only for people with fresh diamonds on their fingers that it’s actually called Engagement Roast Chicken.
Hey friends! We need to talk about a few things. I’ll keep this short because it’s Wednesday and you look super busy.
Now, you know I love a biscuit! Now that I live in the south, I take my biscuits more seriously than ever.
Hello, my friends! I’m happy it’s Sunday. I’m happy we’re here together. Remember last week when I was like aaaahhhh I CAN’T DEAL!