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Right after Thanksgiving, when the house feels quiet and the leftover turkey is gone, the kitchen often calls for something that blends the cozy flavors

Each December, when the cold settles in and the evenings grow quieter, my thoughts drift back to my grandmother’s small kitchen. Her spice jars sat

Marlene had just finished stringing popcorn garlands on the living room tree when she leaned over the counter and asked, “Sandra, are these cookies or

One snowy Tuesday afternoon in Vermont, my neighbor Lena stopped by with a basket of assorted sweets wrapped in ribbon. Her youngest had just earned

On Christmas Eve last year, the choir director at our town’s little chapel asked if I could bring dessert to the after-service gathering. I was