Blackberry Jam-Filled Doughnut Bundt Cake
“Did you ever suck the jelly out of a jelly doughnut and then fill it with chocolate swirl ice cream?” Fatso, written by Anne…
“Did you ever suck the jelly out of a jelly doughnut and then fill it with chocolate swirl ice cream?” Fatso, written by Anne…
There isn’t any rhubarb in California. At least, none that I could find in Los Angeles in June. In Maine, this time of year,…
The egg is a perfect symbol for this season. No matter which occasion you’re baking for, this recipe will suit. Easter? Yes! Passover? Totally!…
The best crepes I ever had were on the beach in Mexico. Malcolm and I had been living there for about two years, we…
Holy crap, this is delicious semifreddo. And it’s ridiculously easy to do. So easy you can make it while you wait on hold to speak with…
It’s eighty degrees outside, so brightly sunny I’m sure we’ve living under an ozone hole, and we’re camped inside our apartment, shades drawn, like aging movie stars,…
There’s no need to scoff at parsnip cake, like certain husbands did. It may not have rainbow layers or funfetti or an animated character airbrushed in…
If you’re going to make this cake (and you should), you need some advance warning. Perhaps you’re a better person than I am and…
September is delicious. Going back to school was always terrifying and thrilling for me. I loved book reports and music class and all the…
Today, in Maine, it is the most spectacular pre-fall day. Fifty-nine degrees, high blue sky. I turned on the heat in the Jeep, rolled…
Maine wild blueberries are tiny, usually smaller than peas. Violet and I have been eating them by the quart this summer. They are sweet, never…
In high school, on Friday and Saturday nights, we would drive. We would drive from Clinton to Old Saybrook and back. We would stop…
The sandy road into town is lined with ramshackle coconut stands. Hand-painted signage announce their short list of goods: “Pay de Coco” (coconut pie);…
Four years ago right now, Malcolm and I were driving a rather large moving van from Florida to Maine. First, we had to fly…
Even though this decadent chocolate souffle for one was meant to be yours only, the flavor is rich enough to share with a significant…
When we were eighteen, my best friend and I started going on summer adventures. We would pack White Lightning, my intrepid Toyota Corolla with…
I’ll tell you up front: this isn’t a story about chicken wings. When we were in college, TK’s American Cafe, now long gone, was…
Once upon a time in Mexico I got married in front of a fountain and a defrocked priest and friends and family, under a…
When we have a houseful of company for the weekend, I love to get up early and bake something yummy for breakfast. This is…
Take my mother-in-law, please. I kid! I am very lucky to have a terrific, fun and lovely mother-in-law; she has been back visiting from…
Is it possible for a facsimile to be as good as the real thing? What if the source, what you’re copying, is packaged in…
I never got to buy hot lunch. I considered this a great injustice in the third grade, when everyone who was cool got to…