I’m no chef, so I have no chef’s coat. But I’m a firm believer in a uniform, and my Kelly and Co. apron is it. I bought my first Kelly and Co. apron before last year’s Craftsy class, but I’d been thinking about it for a few years. I had met Erin at local craft…
the smells of our mothers (and a giveaway)
I work with a few wonderful businesses who generously help keep this site up and running, and I’m so happy to have Cobble Hill Farm Apothecary among them. When you support my sponsors, you support this site, so merci! Read on for a giveaway… All through my childhood, my mother smelled like Skin Trip lotion. Mildly coconut-y,…
butter braised collards with fire cider
I’m packing up today to to leave for a week, alone. The kind couple who owns Spruceton Inn in the Catskills do this pretty extraordinary thing where they give residencies to writers and artists during their slow season. I applied on a whim, and even when it became a reality it seemed so far away. But now…
carrot cake with maple glaze
There is a moment when the cake has cooled, the dishes are done (or at least soaking) and the time has come to breathe the cake out of the pan. Breathe being the only useful verb I can find for this process, which is the scary moment of bundt cakes (silly as it feels to say bundt, it…
letters from huldufolk house (a giveaway)
Dear friend, What it is that makes friendship last? No one would say that we are anything close to who we were back then when we first met, but still we know and love each other now, recognizing that each layer of onion skin, while different from the last, is between you were (who I…
Occasionally I teach workshops, and I have one coming up this fall. Join me and stellar novelist 