Lately, Iāve been missing the bakery. Not in a āletās reopen tomorrowā kind of way. Not in a regret-filled, spiral-down-the-rabbit-hole way. Just in a quiet, nostalgic, flour-dusted kind of way. I miss the creating. I miss walking into a kitchen before sunrise and knowing that by noon, there would be something beautiful sitting in a …
Continue reading I Miss My Bakery But I Donāt Miss That Version of Me
First of all, if I am at home on Valentineās Day, I am not acting normal about it. Absolutely not. You think Iām going to let Valentineās just quietly pass by like itās a regular day? Please. If there is even the faintest excuse for pink, red, chocolate, candles, glitter, and fully committed joyful behaviorā¦Iām …
Continue reading š If Weāre Staying In, Weāre Doing It Big
I learned two things in culinary school:1ļøā£ Butter fixes almost everything.2ļøā£ So does grace. Thatās not exactly what they wrote in the textbook, but itās what stuck. Back then, I was the student who took laminated recipe cards a little too seriously. My uniform was spotless, my measuring cups were organized by size, and heaven …
Honey without Flowers 