I swore I hated pumpkin desserts. For years. A solid decade of avoiding them at every bake sale and potluck, claiming they tasted like sweetened … Read more

The woman at the farmer’s market stall watched me pick up three different sugar pumpkins, put them back, and pick them up again. She didn’t … Read more

I was standing in the bulk bin aisle of my local grocery store last Tuesday when the smell hit me—that warm, nutty, almost caramel-like scent … Read more

The neighborhood apple crumble contest was in forty-eight hours and I’d completely forgotten. Everyone else would be bringing their grandmother’s legendary recipes, the ones that … Read more