Ina’s Apple Pie Bars

I know you have apples. I’ve seen you all over Instagram picking them with your families, some in coordinated outfits. Some claiming you don’t know how to make pie. Tis the season. Ina’s Apple Pie Bars are better than pie because well, they’re Ina’s. Also, the crust is more short bready goodness than bland shortening…

Aquashard- London

On Thanksgiving day in London, gloriously scheduled without work calls, I decided to enjoy the sunny weather and make the hour plus trek from Belgravia down to the Southbank area. It’s the only respectable way to “win” a donut from Bread Ahead in Borough Market. After walking around for nearly three hours in the cold,…

You’re a Sprout

  I spent a nice chunk of Thanksgiving weekend addressing my little brother as a sprout. He then started calling my nephew a sprout who then called quite a few of us sprouts. In honor of this festive nickname, I tried a new Brussel sprout recipe that was most delicious – and quite easy too….

Butterfinger Cake

The once or twice a year that my immediate fam all gathers together is all the excuse I need to test-drive a new overly indulgent layer cake recipe. Something about assembling layer upon layer of cakey, gooey, crunchy, rich goodness just makes my heart happy and my house smell saccharine sweet. This year was no…

An Apple A Day

Thanksgiving was different, good different this year. Instead of an eight hour car ride to WV or staying at home with far too many leftovers at hand, the Chap and I headed up to NYC with his family. His sister lives in Brooklyn, his parents drove in from the Cape, and we all had a…

The Time I Surfed on Thanksgiving in Massachusetts

As I mentioned, the beau and I attended his family Thanksgiving a week early in Massachusetts. His parents live in a quaint, old whaling town on the near end of Cape Cod. They’re a fantastic bunch and I always like traveling to see them. This trip was particularly fun. There is a Chinese restaurant that…

Thanksgiving is a Special Night

Thanksgiving was like THE holiday this year. Usually, it’s Christmas for me, but all of the antics were around the bird this year. I still hate pumpkin pie. Last weekend, the beau and I flew up to Cape Cod for his family’s Thanksgiving. They had their festivities a week early due to some newly wed…