I’m going to be so mad at myself for creating this recipe.  My passion for sticky buns and the ease at which these come together make a terrible combination when one lacks self control; and when it comes to sticky … Continue reading →

A small, square, glass jar sits tucked away in the corner of my kitchen counter.  Both the jar and the recipes inside belonged to my Grandma.  I also have her little black book in which there are pages filled with … Continue reading →

Aaahhh, the feeling of coming home.  As wonderful as it is to travel, there is nothing quite like that feeling of familiarity – the comforts we create for ourselves – our own bed and shower, moving about in a space that we … Continue reading →

I am a cookbook addict.  Admitting it is the first step to recovery.  However, all things considered, it is doubtful that I will ever stop collecting cookbooks.  My collection spans centuries and is comprised of books I have collected from … Continue reading →

Betwixt and Between.  That’s where I found myself the other day as I stood in front of a display of golden ripe peaches.  Summer is hanging on in Southern California but a shift towards Fall is evident as apples and … Continue reading →