Twist - {Mixed Berry Swiss Roll}

Laying like this does a job on my back, but this is still the most comfortable that I've felt in awhile. Work's done. The week's done. It's Saturday morning and I don't have any plans. Nothing to do but lay here. Sweet.Having an open schedule is so liberating. I love being able to look at a clock and find nothing more than meaningless in the numbers on the display. Those days where you sit

Buzz - {Meringue Cupcakes with Raspberry Curd}

I don't remember having a "blanky," a "binky," a "dolly," or any number of "fill-in-the-blank-y"s growing up. Sure, I had my stuffed animals, but I never needed them to fall asleep at night. All I really wanted was a goodnight kiss, an open door and the assurance that the Slime Monster (Ghostwriter, anyone?) didn't exist. After my parents left for their room, it was up to me to make sure that

Remember - {Strawberry Rhubarb Pie}

I don't remember much about her, I think solemnly as I gently tousle the impressive leaves clouding my sight. My palms are buried deep in my sleeves as I search, crouched low to the ground and tossing my hair occasionally to sweep aside my growing bangs to simplify the hunt. Ruby red or bright green; thick or thin; I'm presented with a plethora of choices. But which would she pick?I remember

My Fantastic Experience on "The Martha Stewart Show" - {Strawberry Buttercream Bread}

Wandering through the city these past two days has been so fun! Mom and I didn't have any concrete plans (I'm weird about traveling. I just kind of go... Got that from Dad!), so we got a map and started circling things as we went. And I say "went," I mean WENT! Mom and I went allllllll over Manhattan. Not in a very organized manner, either. But it was so fun! Some highlights:Times Square

Myth - {Blueberry Pie}

Gingerly lacing my fingers through straps and gently grazing sleeves, my efforts allow aging hangers to slide from left to right over their track in the closet. Not without a bit of coercion however, as the winter months have not been kind to the strain placed on the metal bar. Packed to capacity - and then some - spring and summer clothing bulges this way and that, slipping from a hanger here

Happiness - {Our Strawberry Blonde Cake}

I'm outside in a t-shirt, and I'm... Warm.What is this?I've spent the past few months starved of sun. True, this winter wasn't memorable weather-wise - and I must admit that I have a tendency to exaggerate the chill - but it's well-understood that the simple nature of winter leaves one cyclically under a thick covering of clouds. Blanketed, so to speak, by this unwelcome and vast palette of

Chocolate Covered Raspberry Macarons

I'm still fighting my way through this year's raspberry harvest.I freeze many of them every year, but it seems such a shame. The berries are so eye-catching and attractive when fresh, but left to fend for themselves in a cold and unforgiving fridge for a few days... Well, it doesn't take long for their alluring and glossy sheen to fade into a dull, unattractive finish. Of course, freezing them

Raspberry Cobbler

Hey.I could say that baking is just a hobby of mine, but I'd be lying to you.It's a passion, but I suppose that's a bit of a lie, too. It doesn't quite cover it...In truth, the passion borders on obsession from time to time, considering the fact that I spend, oh, just about all of my free time thinking about baking, reading about baking, looking at photos of what other people are baking and...