Easy Frankenstein Guacamole with Creepy Olive Eyes
My nephew’s fifth birthday party was a whole theme—monsters, slime, the works. I was in charge of the snack table, which felt easy enough until … Read more
My nephew’s fifth birthday party was a whole theme—monsters, slime, the works. I was in charge of the snack table, which felt easy enough until … Read more
I was standing in line at the DMV—of all places—when the woman behind me started talking about shortcakes. Not the dry, crumbly kind you get … Read more
My neighbor Carol wasn’t trying to impress anyone. I’d stopped by to borrow a cup of sugar—cliché, I know—and the smell of paprika and something … Read more
My six-year-old nephew took one bite, stopped mid-chew, and looked at me with the kind of serious intensity usually reserved for major life decisions. “Auntie,” … Read more
The bag of candy eyes arrived three days early, and my six-year-old found it before I could hide it. She dumped them all over the … Read more
“Mom, why can’t you just put the chicken in that little oven thing and skip the oil?” my twelve-year-old asked, pointing at my brand-new air … Read more
This was supposed to be a sophisticated appetizer for a Halloween party—I had grand visions of caramelized onion and gruyère-stuffed puff pastry spirals. But I … Read more
I figured three ingredients couldn’t possibly be enough to make something that felt like real fudge. It took about ten minutes of staring at a … Read more
Let me tell you, these Savory Spiced Roasted Pumpkin Seeds are a game-changer for your next gathering. I’ve tested this recipe more times than I … Read more
It was 10:47 PM on a completely unremarkable Tuesday, and I had a meatloaf-shaped hole in my soul. Not the fancy kind with a fancy … Read more
I was standing in line at the DMV—a place where culinary inspiration does not, under any circumstances, typically strike—when the man ahead of me started … Read more
Third time this week I’ve stood over a cutting board, slicing cheddar into strips while my six-year-old arranges pretzel sticks on a plate like they’re … Read more
My neighbor, a retired schoolteacher named Mrs. Kowalski, watched me fumbling with a bag of instant oatmeal packets in my kitchen one Tuesday morning. She … Read more
It was late October, and the rain was tapping against the kitchen window in that steady, unbothered way it does when you have nowhere to … Read more
My husband swore he hated buffalo chicken dip. For years. Every Super Bowl party, every potluck, every time someone brought that bubbling, orange-speckled dish to … Read more
My friend Jenna texted me last October with a photo that made me laugh out loud. It was a tray of Rice Krispie treats, but … Read more
The spider web was lopsided. Honestly, it looked more like a ghost with a bad hair day than a web. But my six-year-old nephew looked … Read more
I was standing in the cereal aisle last Tuesday afternoon when it hit me—that faint, sweet smell of overripe bananas mixed with something warm and … Read more
There used to be a tiny taqueria on the corner of 7th and Main in my old neighborhood that made a taco skillet that I … Read more
“Wait, these are just egg whites and sugar?” My friend Jenna squinted at the baking sheet on my counter, a row of tiny white peaks … Read more