Bake with abandon!
Here. Sit down. Put your feet up and enjoy a bowl of soup. While I encourage you to admire the bowl from my sister (another Christmas present) I defy you to remain polite as you sip this soup. You’ll want to shovel it into your …
There are two problems with refried beans. One: They tend to be very fattening. Two: They look like something that came out the back end of a flatulent donkey. This slow-cooker recipe solves the high-fat issue. The lovely dish my sister’s boyfriend gave me for …
When I was a child, my father used to make an ice rink in the back yard. He’d pile us onto the toboggan and pull us around to flatten the snow. Then, night after night, he’d zip up his navy blue snowmobile suit and disappear …
Wouldn’t you know it? The week I post my culinary resolutions, my gas range rebels. The stovetop works just fine, but the oven fluctuates wildly, making baking a crap shoot with wheat and a roast chicken dinner the poultry equivalent of Russian roulette. And the …
We have a tradition in our house. One of us usually kicks off the new year with a kitchen disaster. Last year, I discovered dried beans can, in fact, go stale. This year? I botched the pastry. Crostata no less. What else? I learned the …
A while ago I wrote about some tricks food photographers use to make the final dish more appealing. As you can tell from some of my less than stellar shots, I make the dishes I blog about and try to present it as you’d see …
It’s that time of year again, when I post my resolutions online in the earnest hope that when my willpower fades, the fear of public humiliation will keep me going. Despite being on my list for two consecutive years, I still haven’t brought myself to …
Earlier this week I selected a recipe from The New Best of Better Baking.com by Marcy Goldman. To enter the contest, you were to guess which page this recipe was on. The two closest guesses, without going over, would get a free subscription to BetterBaking.com …
This plateful of Crayola-coloured cookies, arrived unannounced in a holiday-green tin with a handmade tag. My 16-year-old, non-baking niece made them. Not only were the sugar cookies her idea, she helped shop for the ingredients (hunting down every sprinkle option in the store) baked them, …