Inspired by the first wildflowers of spring, I headed to the kitchen to make these intensely lemony , flaky shortbread cookies.  I know most...

A sudden flurry of cookie making, some off to my grandchildren in Minnesota (spice cookies for Frankie and roasted sugared wal...

It is creeping officially toward Fall here - after a few sweltering days, it was time to close the windows at night, and swi...

Summer is here!  The days are warm and full of birdsong, and down at the pond, the little beach is filled with children sp...

Whenever I visit family, I almost always whip up a little something special, and that was especially true of parenta...

Right in the middle of shoveling and knocking down icicles yesterday, the picture of those Archway lemon cookies floated i...

I seem to have been uninspired lately as far as muddling around in the kitchen, preferring instead to go on one of my reading ja...

I will never forget the first time I saw Martha Stewart's first book, Entertaining .   It was published in 1982, but I can...

Right on time, the wind has shifted.  Mornings are suddenly cooler, and I'm drawn to the watery places, before they freeze...

Love.  I think of my stepmother and my father who cooed and sent sweet cards and letters to each other, signed ILY.  I Love...