Cozy Christmas Morning Slow Cooker Cinnamon Roll Casserole
It was 11:47 PM on Christmas Eve, and I was staring into the fridge like it held the secrets to the universe. The craving hit … Read more
It was 11:47 PM on Christmas Eve, and I was staring into the fridge like it held the secrets to the universe. The craving hit … Read more
My seven-year-old nephew asked why I couldn’t just dump the buffalo sauce right into the shredded chicken before it went into the sweet potatoes. I … Read more
The woman who runs the corner market near my apartment watched me staring at a carton of eggnog last November like it was a foreign … Read more
The neighborhood Christmas brunch was in four hours and I’d completely forgotten. Not just forgottenโI’d blocked it out, apparently. Everyone else would be bringing those … Read more
My sister had claimed for years that she hated brie. “Too stinky,” she’d say, wrinkling her nose whenever I pulled a wheel out of the … Read more
There used to be a little bakery tucked inside a vintage bookstore in my townโthe kind of place where the floorboards creaked and the air … Read more
I was folding laundry last Tuesdayโa mindless, gray- afternoon choreโwhen the smell of nutmeg hit me. Not from my kitchen. It was coming from the … Read more
My aunt wasn’t trying to impress anyone. I’d stopped by to pick up a casserole dish she’d borrowed and the smell of brown sugar and … Read more
I was standing in line at the hardware storeโof all placesโwaiting to return a paint sprayer that had frankly betrayed me, when the plumber in … Read more
This was supposed to be a pecan pie. I had the pecans toasted, the corn syrup measured, and my grandmother’s pie plate sitting on the … Read more