Cozy Maple Bourbon Glazed Ham with Rosemary
The holiday potluck was in twelve hours and I’d completely forgotten. My schedule that December was a disaster—work parties, school concerts, last-minute shopping—and somehow the … Read more
The holiday potluck was in twelve hours and I’d completely forgotten. My schedule that December was a disaster—work parties, school concerts, last-minute shopping—and somehow the … Read more
It was 11:47 PM on a damp Wednesday in early October, and I had a very specific, almost aggressive craving for something that tasted like … Read more
This was supposed to be a batch of my standard pigs in a blanket for a Halloween party. You know the ones—the classic little hot … Read more
Let me tell you something funny about this homemade pumpkin pie. My niece Lily was over last Thanksgiving, helping me prep, and she asked why … Read more
My neighbor Karen wasn’t trying to impress anyone. It was a Tuesday afternoon in late October, and I’d stopped by to return her slow cooker—the … Read more
My sister swore she hated cornbread dressing for thirty-seven years. Thirty-seven years! Every Thanksgiving, she’d push the stuffing around her plate, take a polite bite … Read more
My sister had refused to do Halloween for years. “It’s just a candy-fueled nightmare,” she’d declare every September, arms crossed. A full decade of that. … Read more
I was elbow-deep in a sink full of soapy water, scrubbing at a baking sheet that had seen better days, when my accountant—yes, my accountant—started … Read more
The neighborhood block party was in four hours and I’d completely forgotten I was supposed to bring the appetizer. Everyone else would be bringing those … Read more
There used to be a tiny, dimly lit diner tucked away on the side of Route 9, called “Mabel’s.” It wasn’t fancy, not by any … Read more