“Work is love made visible.” For months now, I’ve been chewing on this phrase by 19th century Lebanese-American poet Kahlil Gibran. My academic brain wants to pick it apart, but my regular self—the mother, the recipe tester, the one who…
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Hello and the happiest of Mondays to you, It’s finally December, the moment many of us have been awaiting all year long, and the perfect excuse to sing aloud and bake non-stop — or maybe that’s just me. (Oh, please…
Read more…Although my mom cooked outstanding traditional dishes growing up (yes, I’m talking meatloaf, flank steak and green bean casserole), I would just flip to hear her say those magic words: breakfast-for-dinner. I know, it was just pancakes and sausage at…
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