Weekends are the longest and shortest days when you are a parent. Especially during summer days in the PNW that feel both beautifully and painfull...
I'm turning 30 in a few short weeks. A nice number. If feels heavy, but in a good way. Like a quality watch, or a cutting board made of real wood....
Let me introduce you to a girl who loves breakfast as much as I do and has a whole blog devoted to all things delicious in the a.m. I first came a...
I’ve reached the stress baking portion of quarantine. I haven’t quite made it to the sourdough starter and bread-baking stage. Nor have I inve...
Despite the very limited space in my kitchen, I’m particularly fond of my breakfast vessels and gadgets because I am particularly fond of breakf...
Living in a twelve unit building where my primary view is an arm-length's peek into other people's apartment windows, I've realized how much this ...
Sometimes, I sit on recipes so long that they become sort of a conundrum. Should I still write about them on the site, even though I made somethin...
A friend I was recently hanging out with at a wedding said, “I don’t think people read blogs anymore.” She hasn’t been blogging much herse...
My grandmother had a major sweet tooth. It was not uncommon for her to have a little 'dessert' immediately following a pastry breakfast. When I wo...