Cozy DIY Hot Cocoa Mix Jars with Marshmallows
My neighbor, a retired librarian named Margie, watched me shivering on my front porch, fumbling with my keys as a November wind whipped down the … Read more
My neighbor, a retired librarian named Margie, watched me shivering on my front porch, fumbling with my keys as a November wind whipped down the … Read more
It was 11:47 PM on a random Wednesday, and I was craving something warm, thick, and sweet โ the kind of craving that hits you … Read more
My sister had sworn off jello shots for a solid decade. Ten years. She called them “sticky regrets in a cup” and refused to even … Read more
It was 11 PM on a random Tuesday in early December, and I had a sudden, almost irrational craving for eggnog. Not the stuff from … Read more
There used to be a tiny cafรฉ tucked away on a side street in Portland called The Velvet Spoon that made the most incredible pink … Read more
This was supposed to be a fancy poached pear situation. I had the wine, the spices, the perfect Bosc pears sitting on the counter. The … Read more
I was at the farmers’ market last November, shivering next to a bin of late-season apples, when the woman selling them watched me try to … Read more
It was a Tuesday afternoon in early December, and Iโd stopped by my neighborโs house to grab a package that had been misdelivered. The kind … Read more
I wasn’t expecting punch recipe advice from my accountant, but there I was, knee-deep in tax paperwork at his cluttered office, watching him sketch a … Read more
My husband had refused to serve anything “themed” at a party for years. Years. He claimed it was tacky, that adults didn’t need colored drinks, … Read more