Bake with abandon!
It’s official. I’m a Bad Sister. Capital letters earned. This post is a public apology to my sister Robin with the hopes that sincere groveling and pretty pictures illustrating the possible Make-Up Cake will help. My blunder? I forgot my sister’s birthday. Totally and completely. …
Stop me before I buy again. I’ve gobbled so many Garnet Beauties lately, I swear my cheeks are sprouting fuzz. When the cat stopped napping in the fruit bowl, I took this as a sign to keep it (the bowl, not the cat) brimming with …
I didn’t make this dessert. My younger sister did. The entire dish was earmarked for her boyfriend. But she loves me enough to let me take a few photographs of the last serving reserved for him. She even provided the martini glass. I love her …