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Earlier this fall, I spent a quiet afternoon with my granddaughter Emma in the kitchen. She’s only ten, but she already has the patience of

One spring afternoon, I stopped by a little roadside fruit stand on my way home from visiting my sister. An older gentleman was selling baskets

Last spring, on a quiet Thursday afternoon, I wandered into a small café tucked behind the library where I used to take my grandchildren for

The idea for this cake came to me on a sunny afternoon while visiting a small lakeside café with my husband, Paul. We had taken