Last Thanksgiving, a surprise snowstorm swept through our little town, turning our family gathering into an unexpected sleepover. We lost power for a few hours,...
The night before our first big family dinner in the new year, the house smelled of cinnamon candles, laughter, and something missing—a dish bold enough...
One summer afternoon on the porch of my daughter’s house, we decided to host a little family “grill-and-chill.” The grandkids were running around the garden,...
Last summer, during our visit to my daughter’s home in Portland, we spent a morning wandering through a lively open-air market filled with the scent...