If you follow along on Instagram, you know I‘ve been working on a ginger-molasses version of my pan-banging cookies. I finally have the recipe for you, although I‘m going to be completely honest - I‘m so nervous to share it! I‘m terrified you won‘t love them as much as the chocolate chip version, so I‘ve been obsessively making them trying to get everything just right. I also know that most everyone has a stron
(The text for this post is taken from an old post with no recipe. I was feeling similar this year, and decided to share it again, along with a recipe.) I spent ten Christmas Eves in a row working various retail jobs, everything from barista to Barnes and Noble. The holiday season started the day after Thanksgiving, with mile long lines continuing to Christmas Eve at 4pm, when the store gates finally clanged shut and stayed that way for one whole
Somehow we are already on the front steps of 2018. The door is open, and another January welcomes us in with a glorious smile, reassuring those waiting out in the cold that right inside, just through that open door, things will be better. The new year will bring hope, and change. So we resolve to evolve, and put our faith in the dropping of a ball, a countdown from ten, and then number one. Two weeks in, however, we realize it‘s still all t
A month ago I got to take a quick trip to New York City, and hang out at the FeedFeed studio. They had a cookie exchange (sponsored by Bob‘s Red Mill) and I brought a long some of my pan-banging chocolate chip cookies to share. I had a great time - there were a lot of other food bloggers there that I had wanted to meet forever and finally got to, and also met a lot of lovely bloggers that were new to me. Everyone brought cookies to exchange
So far, I‘ve spent most of January freezing. It‘s not that unusual for me to be constantly cold, but here in Minnesota we‘ve had a long string of below zero days, which means I‘m wearing several pairs of socks and shivering under blankets. I‘ve done quite a bit of baking this month, and hope to have more recipes for you soon. In the meantime, here‘s a list of things I‘ve been enjoying. Elizabeth by Sarah
‘I‘m all over the place, up and down, scattered, withdrawing, trying to find some elusive sense of serenity.‘ ‘The world can‘t give that serenity. The world can‘t give us peace. We can only find it in our hearts.‘ ‘I hate that.‘ ‘I know. But the good news is that by the same token, the world can‘t take it away.‘ Anne Lamott, Bird by Bird I come to you with a recipe for turnov
I was recently on Twin Cities Live and made the chocolate bars pictured. They are based on a recipe from my cookbook: chocolate brownie base, buttercream filling, then topped off with chocolate ganache. Indulgent, but delicious. I made them for Valentine‘s day with edible rose petals, which made them pretty and terribly precious, but if you‘re not into that sort of thing, plain tops will work just fine. You can watch the video of me m
***ENTER THE JK ADAMS GIVEAWAY BELOW*** It took me a long time to feel confident making pies. I never actually made one until my late twenties, as they had seemed so daunting and time consuming; so much work for something that had such a high percentage of not turning out right. My first attempt actually was incredible: I made a perfect apple pie. The crust was flaky and golden brown, the filling perfectly cooked, with apples soft but not mushy.
I have a two-part gift guide for you. Today is favorite baking books and favorite kitchen items, next week is more cookbooks and Holiday music. So let‘s get to it. First up, the baking books I use all the time in my kitchen. ***(Also: Holiday Playlists! My Holiday Mix from last year is here. My Classic Christmas Mix is here. And my Quiet Christmas Mix is here.)*** FAVORITE BAKING BOOKS The Village Baker‘s Wife by Joe Ortiz and Gayle O
I spent the afternoon in the drawing-room of the flat. I read a little - there were some very serious American magazines, not like the ones Miss Marcy had. But most of the time, I just thought. And what I thought about most was luxury. I had never realized before that it is more than just having things; it makes the very air feel different. And I felt different, breathing that air: relaxed, lazy, still sad but with the edge taken off the sadness.