Do you love caramel? I do! To me, there’s something purely magical about the process of cooking sugar. The process isn’t overly complicated; it just takes some patience. And when drizzled over a batch of these homemade caramel apples, it’s seriously so good. Plus, they’re the perfect treat to give out when trick or treaters stop
I love using seasonal flavors to reimagine some of my favorite dishes. Lasagna is one of those comfort foods that always sound good. On a cold fall day, I love coming indoors from working in the yard to something hot, bubbly and ever-so-filling baking in the oven. And this squash kale lasagna is just that:
I usually reserve caramels for Christmas time. For some reason, I’ve always used caramels as a special treat that I give – and eat! – during the holidays. Obviously I don’t only crave caramel once a year. In fact, t’s entirely the opposite. I really, really love the flavor of a homemade caramel: those sweet and
I get it. Baking from scratch may seem like a lot of work. Not only do you have to make sure you have all the ingredients, but you also need to have the time to mix it together. Oh and bake it yet to boot! Hold on, though… Before we go too far down that
Wreath making has become dated. When I was growing up, it seemed like all the rage. I can clearly remember going to wreath making classes with my mom. And if she wasn’t in the mood to create one herself, she would hunt for the perfect one at a craft fair. Do you remember those craft
I grew up on a farrow to finish farm. We birthed the pigs and raised them until they were old enough for market. This gave me a very real “Circle of Life” experience and at a young age, I always knew where babies came from. This also meant that we ate pork at many meals.
I love how each season brings a new perfectly ripe fruit. Winter has citrus, spring has strawberries and rhubarb, summer has berries and peaches and fall has apples. Ok, you can get almost every fruit year round in the grocery store and because of this, we’re all a little spoiled that we don’t have to
If you’ve been a blog reader of mine for any length of time, I’m sure you’ve realized by now that I love nostalgic recipes. I must be an 90-year-old in a younger body because I crave the recipes found in old church cookbooks and passed down from family member to family member. I find these