You know my tricks. You know the games I play around here. The more browned butter, sea salt, and chopped pistachios, the better!
It’s about time we get down to it, wouldn’t you say? Time to roast all of the vegetables, carve all of the pumpkins, peel all of the apples, and eat all of the mac and cheese.
It’s only been two years in the making. It’s only been roughly 1,459 pounds of butter (exaggeration), 78 quarts of heavy cream, a many many dozen eggs, a load of editing, photographing, housekeeping, and eating.
Six years in and I feel like throwing confetti (on my cookies)! Thank you for your patience this weekend as my site was down to launch this new look.
Hello my friends! I’m a bit early with this week’s link list because change is in the air. This weekend Joy the Baker will be down as I redesign and rewrap my site.
Can you feel it, too? Can you feel ALL the feelings happening to us? Is it the giant full moon hanging over our heads?
Hello friends! I can’t thank you enough for your tremendous and enthusiastic support of Homemade Decadence!
What a lovely start to October it has been. I’ve reacquainted myself with my collection of jeans that seems to have somehow shrunken in the closet ever so slightly.
Let’s make this Sunday a sigh of relief. I hope you’re taking some time to rest and recharge. I have the windows open here in New Orleans, and (dare I say it) a cool breeze against my skin.
Can we talk about churros for a quick minute? Churros are a fried doughnut often made with a light and eggy choux pastry dough.
Here’s what we’re going to do: We’re going to go to our refrigerators and gather all of the delicious things.
Hello friends! I have fun news for you today! As you know, my second cookbook Homemade Decadence comes out October 14th!
Happy Sunday my friends! I hope your week has been full, productive, filled with coffee and salad and the occasional treat.
I have a tremendous amount of travel coming up this Fall. I’m hitting the road to promote my new cookbook Homemade Decadence, and I can’t wait to meet you, sign your book, and find the very best doughnut in every city I visit.
It’s pretty amazing how the body’s cravings start to change as the we move through the seasons. I sauntered (as I do…) past the sweet potatoes in the grocery store last week and they called out to me!
I’m notorious for making a giant pot of something-or-other and eating it (sometimes begrudgingly) all.week.long.
These days, the mornings are a dark as the nights and the air has just a faint mention of crisp Autumn.
I fell down such a strange Internet rabbit hole this week. There were makeup tutorial videos, doomsday prepper podcasts, and a weird amount of frittata recipe googling.
I’m don’t have a cool party trick. I’m not double jointed. I’m not a gymnast or former cheerleader.
It feels like we’re in the middle of things. Like we have to begrudgingly set down our watermelon and water balloons and pick up our infinity scarf and pumpkin spice latte.