Have you ever tasted or smelled something that instantly took you back in time? Well, the other night I went back to being a 9-year-old tasting my mom’s homemade cannoli at Christmas time in our flour-dusted kitchen. It was cannoli teleportation. (This was a post from several years ago, but since the holidays are hovering closer, I wanted to share this recipe again.) I am a novice cannoli…
For eight years, I wanted nothing more than a full time job so I could live like a normal human and not worry 24 hours a day. Now I have a full-time job and I’d really like to blog and bake cookies, but I’m so pooped by the time I get home, get something to eat and clean up, I don’t have time or the energy. I also…
Mrs. Spratt's Seven Layer cookies have been a favorite for more than 40 years! And they're so easy!…
Dating can be so difficult. Does he like me, does he not? Why doesn’t he call? Should I call him? Why isn’t he emotionally available? As my mom used to say, “Who loves you comes after you.” She was right — that’s all you need to know about relationships. Unfortunately, this means I am now in love with a cookie.…
I get excited about baking and cooking, like some people get about shopping or vacations. It’s a sickness; and my two brothers, one sister-in-law, several nephews, a niece-in-law, and my kids, share it. Nuclear annihilation could be imminent… and all someone has to say is, “I could go for a little more of that pasta we had for dinner, wasn’t that good?” And the floodgates open:…