Crowd-Pleasing Persimmon and Burrata Salad with Honey
I wasn’t expecting to get salad advice from my accountant, but there I was, knee-deep in receipts during tax season, listening to him describe exactly … Read more
I wasn’t expecting to get salad advice from my accountant, but there I was, knee-deep in receipts during tax season, listening to him describe exactly … Read more
I was standing in the produce aisle last November, staring at a bin of acorn squash, when the smell hit me. It wasn’t squash I … Read more
I was at the farmers’ market last October, completely overwhelmed by the squash situation. Like, there were so many varieties I didn’t even know existed—blue … Read more
The holiday cookie swap at my office was in two days and I’d completely forgotten about it. Everyone else would be bringing those elaborate multi-day … Read more
My sister claimed she hated squash for thirty-seven years. Thirty-seven years of pushing butternut around her plate, of politely declining pumpkin soup at Thanksgiving, of … Read more
I was at the hardware store last October, of all places, hunting for a specific faucet washer that apparently no longer exists. The man helping … Read more
There used to be a little diner off Route 9 called The Rusty Spoon that made the most incredible breakfast casserole I have ever tasted. … Read more
This was supposed to be a standard pumpkin bread. I had the recipe memorized—the one my aunt swears by, the one with the cinnamon and … Read more
My neighbor Sarah wasn’t trying to impress anyone. I’d stopped by to borrow a cup of brown sugar—ironic, right?—and this smell hit me before I … Read more
I claimed to hate anise for the better part of a decade. A whole ten years. I’d pick it out of cookies, turn down biscotti, … Read more