Category : Snack

A few weeks ago, my granddaughter and I were flipping through an old photo album in the living room. We came across a picture of...

One snowy December afternoon, I stopped by my neighbor Edith’s house to return a cookbook I’d borrowed years ago. Edith, a sprightly woman in her...

The first chilly day of fall always stirs something in me. That morning, a soft fog curled over our backyard fence while the maple tree...

One of my favorite things about cooking with family is how food has a way of becoming part of the celebration itself. I remember one...

The day after a holiday always brings a certain kind of calm, doesn’t it? The big meal is over, the kitchen looks like it survived...

One chilly afternoon in my daughter’s farmhouse kitchen, I noticed a glass jar sitting proudly on her counter. Inside were bright orange carrot sticks swimming...