Growing up we always had spectacular Christmas breakfasts. The offerings would vary slightly from year to year, but sausage, eggs, sparkling cider, and the "red seeds" I loved so much (pomegranate arils) would usually make an appearance. It was splendid.
Read moreCinnamon Rolls or "How to Win a Husband Without Really Trying"
The whisk is our magic wand, the kitchen aid our enchanted cauldron, our cinnamon sugar shaker a veritable vile of pixie dust - we bakers have greater charms about us than we often realize.
Read moreStrawberry Peach Mango Jam
Let's talk for a moment. Some days I discover my favorite recipes by pulling out my scribbled notebook where I've darted down several dozen ideas, selecting one, refining it, and then going to the store in the early hours of the morning. I nod with respect to the dozens of young moms in workout clothes, but with my baguette in one arm and a bouquet of flowers in the other, we both know I'm having more fun.
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