Remember when I said this isn’t a cooking blog? And you said, well, dummy, I know that—obviously it’s a baking blog, right? No, please. I don’t write a baking blog. I write about life, and sometimes I bake stuff because…
Modern conveniences and I are fast friends. I could not have lived in 1832; I would have figured out a way to have myself preserved until the twenty-first century, perhaps in a pickle jar—like the ones touted in The American…
This isn’t a cooking blog, which you already know if you’ve read a few of my posts. I don’t fancy myself much of a cook, although I love to bake. Occasionally I’ll make something fun that I feel like sharing,…
