Creamy Pumpkin Cheesecake Bars with Gingersnap Crust
My neighbor across the hall, a quiet woman named Carol who always smelled faintly of cinnamon, watched me wrestling with a wobbly springform pan one … Read more
My neighbor across the hall, a quiet woman named Carol who always smelled faintly of cinnamon, watched me wrestling with a wobbly springform pan one … Read more
My neighbor Mark asked me why I couldn’t just use frozen meatballs for the holiday party. I started to explain why that wouldn’t work—then stopped. … Read more
It was 10:47 PM on a particularly drizzly Tuesday, and I had a sudden, fierce need for a warm, yeasty roll. Not a store-bought one, … Read more
My brother-in-law Mark swore he hated green bean casserole. For years. Like, would-push-the-dish-across-the-table hated it. He’d tell the same story every Thanksgiving about a sad, … Read more
There used to be a tiny bakery tucked between a laundromat and a vintage shop on the south side of Portland that made the most … Read more
The Thanksgiving potluck at my new job was in three days and I’d completely forgotten. Everyone else would be bringing their grandmother’s famous stuffing or … Read more
I was standing in the frozen foods aisle last November, staring at a stack of those pre-brined, plastic-wrapped turkey breasts, when the smell hit me. … Read more
My neighbor wasn’t trying to impress anyone. I’d stopped by to borrow a lug wrench—my car had been making that awful grinding noise again—and the … Read more
My friend Jen asked why I couldn’t just throw everything into the slow cooker instead of standing over the stove. I was mid-explanation about layering … Read more
This was supposed to be a fancy salted caramel bark. I had it all planned out—homemade caramel, flaky sea salt, the whole nine yards. But … Read more