Category : Dessert

Last autumn, my husband and I were invited to a small harvest supper hosted by our neighbor, Ruth. Ruth is 72 and still makes the...

One chilly afternoon in early October, my grandson, Daniel, came bounding into the kitchen with cheeks flushed from the autumn air. He had just returned...

A few autumns ago, I was waiting for the bus outside our small-town library when I struck up a conversation with a retired baker named...

On the first crisp morning of autumn, I woke up before sunrise to the faint smell of leaves drifting in through the kitchen window. The...

When my granddaughter Lily turned eight, she asked if we could bake something “fancy but fun” for her birthday breakfast. I thought she meant pancakes...

One bright spring morning, long before the house stirred awake, I found myself in the kitchen with the windows cracked open just enough to let...