One rainy Sunday, while visiting my daughter’s family in Asheville, we stayed in all day baking and watching old holiday movies. Her youngest, Ellie, had...
One sunny afternoon, I discovered a dusty box of mini tart shells tucked behind my baking supplies. My granddaughter had stopped by after school, excited...
One crisp autumn morning, I found myself reaching for the pumpkin pie plate stored away after last Thanksgiving, only to discover it missing. My granddaughter...