Category : Dessert

The snow was falling softly outside my window, and the house smelled of pine and cinnamon. My husband was untangling the same string of lights...

The first cold morning of October always pulls me back into my kitchen, where the scent of cinnamon and pumpkin feels like a warm hug....

The air at the little bakery down the street always smells of butter and sugar this time of year, but last week, it was the...

The scent of cocoa and butter filled the tiny kitchen of a holiday rental house I stayed in last winter. The kind with creaky wooden...

When my oldest granddaughter was seven, she helped me plan a little autumn bake sale to raise money for her school library. She was too...

A few summers ago, I visited my friend Linda at her cozy countryside home, where her garden was overflowing with strawberries so ripe they looked...