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A few summers ago, my college buddy’s visiting professor—Dr. Morales—invited me over after a long dinner meeting. He wasn’t much of a cook, but he

This morning, I wandered into my backyard to check on the lemon tree my husband planted nearly twenty years ago. It’s not the prettiest tree

It was a cold, drizzly Saturday—the kind that presses you indoors with a book, a cozy sweater, and a slow hum of kitchen activity. I

Last month, I spent the weekend helping my neighbor’s daughter, Emily, prepare for her bridal shower. She’s the kind of girl who lights up a

I met a retired shrimp boat captain named Russell at a coastal book fair a few years ago of all places. I was browsing a

My neighbor Doris, now 83, still swears by her cast iron skillet for nearly everything—but last month, I managed to win her over with my