My brother-in-law asked why I couldn’t just soak the bread in eggnog overnight instead of making a separate custard. I started to explain why that … Read more

My husband swore he hated cheesecake. For fifteen years. He said it was too heavy, too rich, too much of a commitment for dessert. I’d … Read more

The woman at the farmers market stand watched me eyeing her peppermint extract for a solid minute before she finally spoke. “You’re not making cookies … Read more

The church potluck was in three hours and I’d completely forgotten. I was standing in my kitchen, staring at a can of pumpkin puree like … Read more

There used to be a tiny whiskey bar tucked behind a vintage furniture shop in downtown Nashville that made the most incredible maple bourbon pecan … Read more

I was standing in line at the hardware store of all places, holding a bag of mulch I didn’t really need, when the woman behind … Read more

This was supposed to be a batch of perfectly round, elegantly iced sugar cookies for a Halloween party. I had the royal icing recipe memorized, … Read more

It was 11:47 PM on a random Wednesday in October, and I had a ridiculous, inexplicable craving for something that tasted like fall but required … Read more