I just need to tell you…

The counter is covered in dishes.  Dirty ones.  The music is on and I believe it is Ingrid Michaelson who is serenading me right now.  There are buttered potatoes sitting on the stove and the cream needs to go to the fridge.  I have stewed, vanilla maple rhubarb still in it’s saucepan.  Oh and the … Continue reading I just need to tell you…

Desserts

I grew up having dessert after every meal.  Dinner wasn’t over until we had consumed something sweet.  My mom was a baker and we would have pies, tarts, cake, cookies, or some other delicious treat.  It wasn’t always fancy but it was homemade and yummy.  Fruit didn’t count.  We would sometimes have a dish of … Continue reading Desserts