Recipes

Whew, I survived Thanksgiving and dessert-a-palooza 2010...

And just like that, it’s legal to wear white pants again. Memorial Day has come and gone, and now starts my bevy of freshberry and no-bake desserts. Of course, it is also shorts season, so perhaps I will break out some low-fat, low-sugar, help-the-cellulite-...

Wood-fired, brick oven Napoletana. Put this in front of the word pizza, and people will pay about $18 for a tiny 12-inch pie made with less than $4 of ingredients. The problem is, in my experience, the success rate for traditional ’za, good enough to bring a tear to ...

In preparation for my staycation (I mean, who doesn’t just love staying home for four days instead of flying off to Cabo?), I am preparing to turn my place into a B&B, and I am not talking Bénédictine here, although surely alcohol will be on hand. You can’t have a ...

In the powerful words of my musical muse Huey Lewis, “It’s hip to be square.” If Huey says so, then it’s good enough for me. You know, the ongoing tough decision. Bars or squares. This question can haunt a Dessert Diva in her sleep. Luckily, my love for bad ’80s ...

Maybe it has something to do with longing for summer (OK, I’ll take spring at this point), but I always find myself rocking the strawberry recipes in February. I guess due to Valentine’s Day, strawberries are in abundance at most grocery stores...

For the past few weeks, I’ve been sharing some recipes that, in retrospect, haven’t been the healthiest options...

Ah, Halloween is over, and on to Christmas we go. Wait, Thanksgiving comes first, even though these days, who would know? I happen to love Thanksgiving and everything that comes along with it. Some things just go together naturally, sugar and spice, football and beer...

I might just have the easiest treat you will ev-ahh make. It is tasty, good for you, and the options are freaking endless. I had to use “freaking” to really drive home my point. I realize it’s more of a surfer-explaining-his-waves sort of term, but I don’t freaking...

How can any holiday baking marathon be complete without everyone’s favorites, gingerbread men...

Well, I'm another year older and another year wiser. Yes, my birthday was Sunday, and now I must remember what age I told everyone I was last year to make sure that this year I follow suit. I don't mind belated birthday gifts, so please contact me, and I will show up...

 Well, looks like my autumn dance worked...