black midnight cake (or: how many times can i use the word romantic in one...
as soon as i saw this recipe, i knew i had to make it. the worn clipping was tucked in my mom’s recipe book, neatly typed out via typewriter, and trimmed down to a perfect little 3×5. the antiquated...
View Articlepecan-cappuccino biscotti (or: a love song to that which i hate)
something about biscotti just rubs me the wrong way. could it be its rock hardness or its impossible to chewness? or perhaps the fact that every time i crunch down on one i feel like a beaver gnawing...
View Articlegoat cheese scallion biscuits (or: i win most gullible of the year)
i’ve always been a bit too trusting. for instance, as an innocent little second grader, i trusted that by closing the door to the bathroom this meant i was assured privacy as i went about my business....
View Articlecinnamon apple chips (or: a lesson on fall)
i love the fall. so much so that we’re lucky it isn’t a tangible, living thing as i’d most likely snuggle it right to death. fall means colorful leaves fluttering in the wind, winter squash looking...
View Articlepumpkin feta muffins (or: the perils of hype)
hype is the absolute worst. nothing can ever live up to it and you are almost always bound to be left disappointed in its wake. in an effort to battle the inevitable letdown, i always try to downplay...
View Articlebaby tiny chocolate chip cookies (or: my love/hate affair with snow)
as a kid, you never expect that the things that are so life-shatteringly important to you at the time will one day no longer matter. my ambition to marry prince william and become a princess for...
View Articlemini apple pies (or: how to defy a 10-year-old girl)
notwithstanding the moral high ground i can take for visiting them, there is something simply wonderful about the farmer’s market. tables piled high with vegetables, greens flowing out of baskets, men...
View Articlecool whip cake (or: how to make the most out of baking in a heatwave)
this post is a bit overdue seeing as how it is now september, which means that new england goes into cardiac weather arrest and instantly turns chilly, but if your apartment is like mine, and...
View Articleroasted banana cupcakes (or: what to feed a zombie)
for the majority of my teens, sleeping was easily considered one of my top extracurricular activities. my study-abroad flatmates were actually selected based on the fact that we all filled out our...
View Articlelatvian birthday cake (or: i verbally abuse creepy people in costumes.)
confession time: i am terrified of people wearing costumes. halloween makes me nervous. larpers freak me out. furries send me running & screaming. in my opinion, people in costume act differently...
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