I love bread dough. There is something instinctively comforting about warm, rising dough that is as fluffy as toddler cheeks. I love the ppfffffff sound of punching the dough down after the first rise and then dividing it into little … Continue reading
Just slip quietly into the aisle, make a quick turn behind a clothing rack, and stay cool. The furtive glances. The reckless rifling through racks of clothing. The frantic search for just the right size, and fighting panic at the … Continue reading
This is the first year in a while that we dyed eggs for Easter. I have either forgotten to buy eggs, boil eggs, or buy dye for the last several years, and we’ve suffered through the holiday by merely binging … Continue reading