I swore I wasn’t a wassail person. For years, I’d side-eye those big slow cookers full of spiced cider at holiday parties, thinking it was … Read more

I was standing in the spice aisle of our local grocery store last Tuesday—a completely ordinary errand, nothing special—when the person next to me dropped … Read more

The neighborhood holiday party was in three hours and I’d completely forgotten. Everyone else would be bringing those elaborate, multi-layered desserts you see on magazine … Read more