Love of nuts runs in my family.  You may have noticed I’m not shy about them.  Our friend Richard (Mary’s other spouse) always makes fun of me because I once put in Mary’s recipe book, “Never underestimate the power of nuts.”  He thinks that’s hilarious.  It is a little hyperbolic.  Okay, Rich. It’s funny.  For some reason, [...]

I have been waiting so long to make these muffins.  For the last 3 years, while Yancey’s been trying to become a firefighter, our conversations would go something like this:
Me: If you get in, I can’t wait to bake treats.  What should I make your first day?
Yancey: I don’t know, Sarah.  It’s a long time [...]

6 or 8 weeks ago, I bought a bag of Granny Smith apples at MacPhersons because I’d been thinking about this cake.  They’ve been clinking around in my fridge ever since, taking up too much room and generally driving me nuts.  Too bruised and soft to eat out of hand, there’s nothing to do with [...]

Loretta is asleep, Wyatt is out playing out in the dirt while Yancey mows the lawn, and I get to sit down and write about food. If someone walked up to me right now and said, “You can go anywhere in the world,” I think I’d stay right here.
My inbox has filled up several times [...]

There is absolutely nothing like after-church hunger.  I’ve grown up in church–my dad is a pastor, for Pete’s sake, and my sister and I spent many, many hours wandering around, waiting for him to get done with his last conversation  or lock up.  By the time we got home (or to The Bagelry in Bellingham), [...]