The neighborhood block party was in less than three hours, and I’d completely forgotten about bringing dessert. Everyone else was promising these elaborate, multi-layer cakes … Read more
Introduction The summer I turned thirty, I found myself sitting on a picnic bench at a local flea market, sipping on something too sweet and … Read more
Introduction Last summer, I was fumbling around a crowded community picnic, trying to assemble something festive and simple for the Fourth of July. The sun … Read more
Introduction “Hand me that bowl,” my neighbor called out as I wandered into her backyard last Independence Day. I wasn’t expecting much, just stopping by … Read more
My roommate had insisted for years that fruit popsicles were just a kiddie snack, nothing worth a grown-up’s time. For at least three summers, she … Read more
There used to be this tiny bakery tucked away on a quiet street corner in Portland that made the most unforgettable lemon blueberry zucchini bread. … Read more
There used to be this little lakeside diner in a small town just outside Chicago that made the absolute best hot dog bar every Fourth … Read more
