In which I bake barm cakes with the help of my giant forearm flexor muscles.
I tend to bake in the middle of doing many other things because I am a modern woman who excels at multitasking five activities in an...
In which a Midwestern/Southern Lutheran girl enthusiastically embraces Jewish bread and refuses to c
Recipe: Ingredients 500g strong white bread flour 10g salt 25g caster sugar 10g yeast 30g butter, softened 2 medium eggs 50ml milk...
In which I learn that clafoutis and flaugnarde are desserts, not rare species of fungi.
I’ve been intending to write about Paul Hollywood’s clafoutis Monique all week. What is clafoutis, you ask? French cheese? Butt rash? ...
In which I valiantly and unflinchingly confront my spongy vanilla demons.
I'm famous for my yellow sponge cakes! (I'm infamous for my yellow sponge cakes.) What they call in Great Britain a "sponge," I've always...
In which I bake tomato and mozzarella bread and chase an old dog through the neighborhood.
The wind is a-blowin', and Truman feels the call of the wild. Truman is our dog. He is our oldest dog. He DOES have something to do...
In which I make spelt bread and don't get mobbed by angry cousins.
I made spelt bread last night, and it was not exciting. And, of course, I made the spelt bread in part so that I could share the...
In which I bake a beautiful lemon drizzle cake for Valentine's Day and refuse to eat it.
My husband, Terry, and I are truly terrible at Valentine's Day. We're the worst. Here we are, being the worst on Valentine's Day. And...
In which I use too much water but still kick ass at bread-making.
Perhaps it’s not the best idea to bake bread on a super-cold morning in a chilly, drafty house, but I find it refreshing to bake bread...
In which I bake another substandard marble cake and refrain from stabbing it repeatedly.
Last week, as I stood in the hallway outside our bathroom door, folding clothes and listening to my husband writhe around in...
In which I share random baking blog thoughts while my dog barks at me.
You may have noticed that my blog design is pretty (I can say that because I didn't take the picture--thank you, photographer of...
