Category : Dessert

It was a crisp Saturday morning in late October when the idea for this Apple Pie Jam took shape. The backyard trees were shedding their...

The smell of melted chocolate always reminds me of winter afternoons in our old kitchen, where my daughter and I would experiment with fudge recipes...

Last December, my kitchen looked like Santa’s workshop gone sweetly wild. My granddaughter, Lily, had brought over a box of Little Debbie Christmas Tree Cakes,...

Last December, my granddaughter came running into my kitchen holding a picture she found on her tablet—tiny strawberry Santas smiling from a white platter. “Grandma,”...

The first snow of December always brings out the baker in me. That afternoon, the world outside my kitchen window was quiet, just the faint...

Last December, our little town held its annual Christmas bake sale at the community hall. The air was thick with the smell of sugar cookies,...