Recipes

When I was a child, I was repelled by carrot cake. Quite frankly, I got offended anytime I was offered, what I deemed, that imposter of a cake. How can it be cake? It has carrots in it! Vegetables! Bleh! However, I was later turned because of my deep love for cream cheese frosting. I […]

There’s something magical about eating hot, fresh baked bread. There’s something even more magical about eating bread that was made by your own hands. Baking bread takes effort and time, but the end result is so worth it. The perfect baguette is golden and crispy on the outside and light and fluffy on the inside.

I’ve seen various recipes for roasted chickpeas floating around the flood blog world for quite some time now. It’s something that I always think about making mid-week but don’t have a can of chickpeas on-hand. Then (of course) I forget about it by the time I go grocery shopping on Sunday! Luckily, I wrote it

Tucked away on a particularly bad street in an unlovely part of Prague is a wonderful basement trattoria my hubby and I visited last year. The entrance is sprayed with graffiti and next door is an a***t shop. We were skeptical. We thought about turning back. We certainly didn’t expect to find a rustic, cozy

Warning! This post contains material that may be harmful to the gluten-free. Bread. It’s the chewy, crusty, essence of life – an ancient and timeless staple. When we make bread, it puts some part of us in touch with those countless generations that came before us. After all, entire civilizations have been fed by and