Making candy is daunting. It’s the whole thermometer thing. Boiling water and sugar until the syrup reaches a temperature that could essentially…

I am an Oreo cookie junkie. I am. Their smell, alone, makes me crave milk. A tall cold glass of milk and…

Theo and I never do things or start important events in our life the way you are “supposed to”. We tend to…

When Ralph and I were in Mexico, I had more than one moment remembering, when I was young, thinking how unlikely it…

Having young parents often means having young grandparents. Mom was eighteen when I was born. For much of my childhood, I enjoyed…

Kaitie and Sara will be spending Christmas at home this year. Two of my kittens tucked in their beds, in my house,…

When I lived in New York, I was fascinated at how deeply and joyfully Americans celebrated Thanksgiving. As a Canadian, it felt…

The wedding was magical… It was amazing to witness seventy close friends celebrate their shared histories and bright futures. Without hovering, Ralph…

Macaroni and Cheese Any true blooded North American goes a little woozy when those words are mentioned. In these days of low-carb,…

One meal that satisfies some nostalgic longing buried deep in my soul is roasted chicken. Knowing that I’ll be cooking a chicken…