Rhubarb swirl coffee cake
Somehow I managed to move to Boston just in time for the worst winter in the history of ever (or at least that’s how it felt). The endless piles of snow along with the general scariness of a new city…
Yeast-raised cinnamon scones
This recipe started, oddly enough, as an enthusiastic suggestion from a coworker for yeast-raised chocolate chip cookies. They turned out, well, strange. I don’t easily dismiss homemade baked goods studded with dark chocolate, but the texture just didn’t really work….
Fluffy biscuits and sausage gravy
We’re still on the biscuit train, and I make no apologies. This week’s recipe has the exact same list of ingredients as last week, but both the inside and the outside tell a completely different story from one to the…
Flaky biscuits and honey butter
There’s a barbecue place in Boston that does something amazing every Monday night: they stop serving up platters of dry-rubbed brisket and turn instead to noodle-filled bowls of ramen. Starting at 9 pm, Sweet Cheeks Q delivers precisely 100 bowls…
Whole wheat banana muffins
My mom sent me Nutella. What was I supposed to do? You can’t have Nutella without bananas. And peanut butter. Preferably all together–so I gave in to the inevitable and made some banana muffins. The resulting trifecta of all that…
Orange pancakes with caramel sauce and pistachios
I’ve settled into a lovely and only partly intentional routine of spending one weekend day out exploring my new city and the other almost entirely in the kitchen. (Boston friends–I love sharing! Of course, the three courses on the dinner…
Egg and hashbrown nests
On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me Six geese-a-laying Five golden rings Four calling birds, three French hens, two turtledoves, and a partridge in a pear tree. For a pretty simple idea–bake hashbrowns and an…
Jam-filled baked donuts
On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me Five golden rings Four calling birds, three French hens, two turtledoves, and a partridge in a pear tree. The neighborhood caroling party anchored my family’s holiday traditions throughout…
Slow cooker applesauce
You know that awful feeling when you bite into an apple and it just gives way under your teeth? No matter how perfect that red delicious in your box lunch looks, its mealy insides never live up to your dreams…
Herbed Hollandaise sauce and eggs Benedict
I LOVE brunch. Both the delicious although totally absurd food (s’mores pancakes, anyone?) and the lazy weekend it represents. I used to go to brunch with friends fairly regularly, hitting a number of pretty excellent places in my brunch-restaurant-laden hipster…
