A homemaker's kitchen journal
The mess and multitudinal stages involved in cookie manufacturing bring a unifying sense of order and stability to a season so busy, specifi.
The blur of December running forward into a January toting promise of long awaited good tidings leaves me dizzy.
I ndulge me in my shameless attempt to show off the photogenic furbundle I live with❤️ Like myself he loves Christmas with abandon.
Granted the gap from then to now echoes a bit wide, I dare say it was for a purpose.
T he cake began and ended in a total of 6 hours, a minimal allotment, for something of this size, on any cake maker's timeline.
Here we are, in the dregs of summer, a few call it desert terrain's most blah time of the year.
How could I resist the idea to celebrate American Independence with an iconically Indian dessert? If you're, in any way, familiar with my wa.
Rarely is frosting given half the hurrah meted out to the cake it's about to gild.
A cake that's bakery quality in looks, and retains a flavor that's so reminiscent of grandma kitchens, is hard to come by.
I must admit: the list is endless, growing much to my dismay and dissatisfaction that a near smidgeon gets unleashed and set free here, ie,.