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On a rainy afternoon not too long ago, my granddaughter Emma asked if we could bake something “fun-sized but fancy.” She was tired of plain

The rain was tapping gently against the kitchen window one gray afternoon when I decided to pull out my mixing bowls. My husband had been

On a rainy afternoon not too long ago, I was sitting at my kitchen table with my granddaughter, Emma, brainstorming ideas for a fun dessert

One autumn evening not too long ago, the sky turned the kind of deep amber that only October can bring, and the air smelled faintly

One rainy afternoon last spring, one of my granddaughters came over after school, cheeks pink from the drizzle and eyes bright with excitement. She spotted