Hey Amy!

I was standing in line at Starbuck’s last week daydreaming about pumpkin spice latte or something equally as tantalizing when my friend/lawyer/voice-of-New-York reason Elisabeth looked at me and said “Are you going to start posting yummy pumpkin recipes soon?”  I realized in that moment that I have yet to share much this season.  Have been [...]

Everyone needs that one go-to recipe that they can count on when they need a delicious and moist cake.  My hope is that someone you love in your life has passed on theirs to you–your mother, grandmother, aunt, or neighbor that you respect, love and want to honor by using their recipe.  I have several [...]

In one of my many hunting adventures (interpret as a yard, tag, garage, junk sale) I found Good Housekeeping’s Book of Cookies.  Printed in 1958, it is a great source for delicious, long forgotten cookie recipes.  I have enjoyed every recipe I have tried.  The front inside cover of this pamphlet has cookie tips for [...]

Most feel fall has arrived when the leaves begin to change or the temperature at night requires that blanket on the bed.  Some even think fall begins the Tuesday after Labor Day.  Me, I feel autumn has arrived when I put my electric spooky pumpkin in the window and then break out the slow cooker and [...]

I came home last night to a torrential downpour, high winds and the lovely chill in the air that only a fall rainstorm can bring.  I curled up on the sofa and thought about making a hot toddy.  I was thumbing through my adult beverage books and remembered I always wanted to try a Brandy Alexander [...]

My twitter friend @themangreggie wrote over the weekend asking if I had a great recipe for roasted butternut squash.  He had scoured the Internet and didn’t find anything that sounded delightful.  I spent last night pouring over my cookbooks and I too fell short in my hunt for a tantalizing dish for Greg.  I did [...]

I have written today’s post in my mind at least 100 times as I walked through Penn Station, sat on the train, drove down the west side highway.  I wrote it when someone jabbed me with their umbrella on the escalator or allowed a door to slam in my face when my hands were full.  [...]