White chocolate macadamia blueberry bars
For a friend’s birthday last year, I made a batch of my mom’s raspberry bars. The tangy raspberry jam matched with the rich white chocolate and the buttery cake-like foundation…
Peach cobbler, banana pudding, pecan pie, chocolate sheet cake and cool ice creams are included in this category of beloved Texan desserts.
For a friend’s birthday last year, I made a batch of my mom’s raspberry bars. The tangy raspberry jam matched with the rich white chocolate and the buttery cake-like foundation…
In 1992, Gourmet Magazine published one of Laurie Colwin’s final recipe columns. The novelist and food writer had died unexpectedly a few months before, and they were coming close to…
Sopapillas are total decadence for me. You’d think after concluding a stomach-swelling multi-course meal of chips and salsa, queso, guacamole, tamales, rice, refried beans. and enchiladas that it would be impossible to find room for just one…
While my grandma was a cobbler person, somehow my mom turned into a crisp person. Instead of a buttery, flaky crust on top of a sweet and thick fruit filling,…
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When my friend Ann pulled a box of Twinkies from the grocery bag, we asked what she planned to do with the cream-filled snack cakes. We were at a friend’s…
According to a spring 1957 issue of the Claude News, the Business Women’s Club of this Texas panhandle town got together for a luncheon meeting. On the menu were roast…
A little over a year ago, I decided to stop drinking. The extra pounds and lack of sleep were not worth the few minutes of giddiness that a beer or…
One Easter when I was living in New York City, I hosted a brunch for my friends. Since the traditional dessert in my family had been carrot cake, I decided…
My grandma has lived a long life, and as such, she has decided to retire from the kitchen. She’s still a gracious hostess, however, and whenever I visit she’ll ask…