An internal conflict ensues this time each year. My body, sufficiently indulged over the holiday season and dismally facing a long winter, craves rich, gooey comfort foods. But my mind, knowing better than to continue down this hedonistic path, wants to leave the party behind and return to clean eating. Continue reading ›
By now, I’ve hosted enough holiday gatherings to know that feeding a large crowd for an important celebration is no time for experimentation in the kitchen. I’ve come to rely upon no-fail recipes that offer that special occasion feeling and enough butter to let you know it’s not an ordinary Tuesday. Continue reading ›
When the wrap has been balled up and stuffed in the trash, and my sugar-fueled children fully immersed in the splendor of Christmas morning glee, my thoughts begin to drift to the impending new year and a shiny, fresh start. What self-improvement project will I tackle this January, I wonder? Continue reading ›
I make a concerted effort to kvetch about how much I hate to bake. I whine about the perils of working with dough. And how the thought of piping icing through a pastry bag gives me hives. Yet, here I am once again introducing you to a cookie recipe. A really good cookie recipe. This is the second week in a row in which I present you with yet. Another. Cookie. Recipe. So why am I doing all this baking if I claim to detest it so much, you ask? I don’t know. Maybe I’m a glutton for punishment. Maybe I needed a break between my 98th and 99th batch of peppermint bark. Maybe I’m fortunate enough to have precious little else to complain about. Or maybe I’m turning into my mother. Continue reading ›
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