My father is an unapologetic fan of chocolates and sweets. I remember a never-empty jar of mini-Crunch bars in the den when I was growing up; and a pint of Rocky Road ice cream was …
Apple Crumble Pie
James likes to brag tell family and coworkers about my baking prowess. This is obviously a compliment, and I (and my ego) am more than happy to oblige these folks when they inevitably say “well, …
Snickerdoodles
I have very fond memories of my grandmother making snickerdoodles for my family when I was little. She used the same cookbook that she had been using for years—the Betty Crocker Cookbook, published in the …
Strawberry & Cream “Scones”
It sounds absolutely ridiculous to long for summer when I live in Southern California… yes, I recognize that I sound spoiled. Springtime in Los Angeles is a temperate paradise compared to the bipolar craziness that …
Tips for Baking Bread at Home!
There is something completely satisfying, almost to the point of smugness, about baking your own bread for the first time. But the satisfaction is earned during the journey, and appreciated in the execution. At first, …
Bittersweet Chocolate Sablés
I really like my optometrist and his office—I just saw him recently for my second check-up (wow, almost two years of living in LA already?) and I actually had fun. No, really! Instead of saying …
Hokkaido Milk Bread
I hate Sundays. I know, I know—‘Blasphemy!’ It has nothing to do with it being the Lord’s Day (or me being a truant church-goer). I’m sure I’m not the only one that dislikes them, almost …