Tag: delicious
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Classic Cinnamon Buns
Lately, I think about the transience of life and fear hits me, hard. Every breath I take feels measured, numbered, and I want to fill every moment with every thing. Time wasted hurts in a way that makes me think what are you doing? Live. You have no assurance for tomorrow, or even the rest of…
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Cranberry Clementine Jam Pound Cake
Creaming butter into sugar is like watching alchemy happen. The butter starts out distinct. Fatty. Yellow. Chunky. The sugar is fine. Sweet, sweeping sand. Together, they become a paste, a smear that sticks to the walls of the mixer. I reach in and scrape down the sides. Keep mixing. Let it get thick. Air whips…
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Salted Caramel Pumpkin Cheesecake with Maple Creme Fraiche
One day when I wake, the air is suddenly cold. I am confused until it starts to settle, bitingly, on my skin- then, I gasp and dive back under the covers. Only my dreams can save me. But work awaits. The alarm reads 4:30 and in half an hour, I will be at the bakery.…
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Spiced Whiskey Honey Cake with Whipped Mascarpone
While making lists and going over menu ideas for this year’s Rosh Hashana meals, I was struck by how little relevance was given to the honey cake. Sure, it was on the menu- it’s too traditional to do away with, and there are always a few diehard honey cake fans who would raise a hell…
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Swedish KardemummabullarÂ
For all my talk of holding on to summer, I think I am leaning into fall with more enthusiasm than I expected. This happens every year, but I somehow always forget that I actually like the colder mornings and drinking coffee that isn’t iced. And eating soup. Oh, the soups! But we aren’t here to talk about…
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Sour Cherry, Red Currant, Rye and Poppy Galette
The changing of seasons makes me wistful. Have we come to the end already? Nights are already cool, mornings already crisp. The time seems to have slipped through my fingers and in my attempt to catch up with it, I am left grasping at air. I am worried that I will wake up and it…
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Poached Eggs & Avocado Toast
There is beauty in the poaching of an egg, in the way it swirls gently into togetherness. Water as land. Vinegar as air. Watch it. See how it starts out. Timid, first. Invisible, extant only by way of the bright yellow orb at its center. Drop! In the water, a ghostly, whirling specter as it…
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Boozy Cherry Apricot Pop Tarts
It’s a busy Friday and my mom and I are in the kitchen, preparing for Shabbos. Various pots are bubbling on different stoves, both ovens are full. The countertops are packed with ingredients- half a lemon, herbs strewn everywhere, carrot peels making a mountain. It’s hot, although the windows are open, and I am ready…
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Purple Potato, Cheddar and Spinach Frittata
I am a sweet brunch type of gal, a “where-are-the-croissants” and “can-you-please-pass-the-jam” type of woman. At my house, overnight guests always wake to fresh scones or steaming hot muffins, tenderly crumbed, in the morning. My brother takes care of the coffee. His grind, his french press, his side of the kitchen. See? I can share!…
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Blueberry Buttermilk Pancakes
Can you believe it’s already August? I feel like I’m still processing July, yet here we are- beginning the second half of summer. To be honest, it hasn’t felt much like summer to me. My time has been so taken up with work, living in Brooklyn and dealing with one thing after another, that there…
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