Maybe I’ve been wrong this whole time. Maybe I’ve been barking up the wrong tree with this food writing thing. Maybe I’m wasting my time taking food photos. Maybe my life’s purpose, my main mission, my raison d’être, is just to shove random things in a blender with ice cream. I mean, it worked with…
These lemon-ginger ice cream tarts may look a little fancy (or maybe they don’t—what do I know?) but they have a humble origin. Growing up, my mom used to make a super-easy dessert during the summer. It was basically softened vanilla ice cream mixed with lemonade concentrate, poured into a 9×13 pyrex dish and topped…
So as you might have heard, I have a book coming out in—deep breaths—one week. I’m not quite sure how that happened! It seems like only yesterday I was squeezing into an apron and haulin’ my 30-week pregnant self and a whole trunkful of handmade candy to our photoshoots…and now those very same photos grace…
I know what you’re thinking, and I will save you the trouble and ask the question myself: who in their right mind posts a pumpkin recipe in May? MAY! Let me answer that by pointing to the giant knot on my head where a giant Tupperware of frozen pumpkin puree came flying out of my…
Lately I’ve been thinking about what my “thing” should be. You know, like how celebrities all have a thing? Michael Jackson with his one glove, Mariah Carey with her weird sparkly-butterfly-princess-rainbow obsession, Angelina Jolie with her Oscar leg pose (wait, are we over that already?)…everyone who’s anyone has a signature thing. I considered some possibilities….
This week’s TWD recipe, for a Coffee Ice Cream Tart, can be divided into two categories: things I did differently, and things I wish I’d done differently. In the “Things I Did Differently” camp, we have the ice cream itself. Instead of doctoring up store-bought coffee ice cream with ground almonds (??) I made my…
Happy St. Patrick’s Day! To celebrate, we had this festive dessert: Okay, so it doesn’t look very festive from the outside. Actually, it looks downright plain. Homely. FRUMPY. There, I said it. But it has a surprise inside… A bright green layer of homemade pistachio marzipan! …Wait, come back.
