Cozy Apple Cider Margarita with Cinnamon Salt Rim
I was at the hardware store, of all places, picking up a new faucet washer, when the cashier—a guy named Frank with flannel sleeves rolled … Read more
I was at the hardware store, of all places, picking up a new faucet washer, when the cashier—a guy named Frank with flannel sleeves rolled … Read more
My friend Jenna asked why I couldn’t just blend roasted squash into the cheese sauce instead of making a separate puree to stir in at … Read more
It was 10:47 PM on a random Wednesday in October, and a very specific, almost aggressive craving for pumpkin cheesecake hit me out of nowhere. … Read more
I was standing in the community garden last October, shivering and holding a pumpkin that was way too big for my kitchen counter. My neighbor, … Read more
My husband had sworn off stuffed squash for years. Five years, actually. Ever since a rubbery, under-seasoned version at a holiday potluck turned him into … Read more
The neighborhood potluck was in six hours and I’d completely forgotten. Everyone else would be bringing elaborate casseroles, handmade pastas, and those fancy layered salads … Read more
I was standing in the middle of the international foods aisle last October when a jar of white miso paste practically fell into my cart. … Read more
There used to be a tiny bakery tucked behind a used bookstore in Portland that made cinnamon sugar pumpkin sourdough that I still dream about. … Read more
My neighbor, Carol, wasn’t trying to impress anyone that Tuesday afternoon. I’d stopped by to return her measuring cup—the one I’d borrowed three weeks prior … Read more
I was standing in line at the hardware store last November, holding a new showerhead and trying to remember if I needed plumber’s tape, when … Read more