I was standing in line at a tiny coffee shop last Tuesday—the kind with mismatched chairs and a chalkboard menu that changes daily—when the scent … Read more

I had a long-held position about baked donuts. For years, I claimed they weren’t real donuts. A donut, in my mind, needed to be that … Read more

The church potluck was in six hours and I’d completely forgotten. The sign-up sheet had been taped to the fridge for two weeks, right next … Read more

I was at the community garden last October, elbow-deep in soil, trying to figure out what to do with the pumpkin that had been sitting … Read more

I was standing in line at the DMV — of all places — when the woman behind me started talking about pumpkin bread. Not just … Read more

I wasn’t trying to invent a new recipe that day. Honestly, I was just trying to use up a couple of sad, overripe bananas on … Read more

This was supposed to be banana bread. I mean, I had three sad-looking bananas on the counter, the ones with the brown spots that nobody … Read more

There used to be a little bakery on Main Street in my hometown called The Rolling Pin that made a pumpkin roll so light it … Read more

It was 11:47 PM on a random Thursday in February, and I had a ridiculous craving for something warm, sweet, and carb-loaded. I didn’t have … Read more