It rainy Saturday afternoon when I decided that my next tea party needed something a little more dramatic than my usual scones and finger sandwiches....
Rain tapped lightly against my kitchen window one afternoon, the kind of day that begged for something indulgent yet nourishing. I wasn’t in the mood...
The other morning, while my granddaughter was helping me peel apples at the kitchen table, I remembered how my own grandmother used to sneak cottage...