The house was quiet in that particular way it gets after someone leaves. Mae had just gone back to school. Her cereal bowl still in …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Apple Pie, and It Felt Like a Memory I’d Forgotten to Grieve
The apples were bruised. Not badly—just soft around the edges, like something that used to be crisp but got tired.Mae had left a note on …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Pie Crust, and It Brought Back More Than I Wanted
The flour was already on the counter.I don’t remember putting it there.It was raining hard enough that the windows steamed. The dog wouldn’t stop pacing. …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Chocolate Chip Cookies, and They Tasted Like Before
I wasn’t planning on baking. The kitchen was already hot.Mae had left the measuring spoons in the sink again, crusted with something orange.And I wasn’t …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Turkey Chili, and I Didn’t Taste Anything Until It Cooled
I started this one on a day that didn’t start right.The window stuck. The spoon drawer caught. Mae had already left, and I didn’t know …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Turkey Meatballs—Here’s What Happened
Mae had a dentist appointment. I hadn’t done the dishes from two nights ago. And something in the fridge was leaking.I didn’t want to cook. …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Turkey Burgers. She’d Probably Hate What I Did.
It was muggy. the kind of afternoon that clings to your back. I wasn’t planning to grill—I wasn’t even planning to cook.but the fridge smelled …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Turkey Meatloaf — Because I Needed Something That Would Hold Together Even If I Couldn’t
I wasn’t hungry when I started making it.Not really. Just sort of… needing to stir.The fridge was too full and somehow still empty. Mae had …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Roasted Turkey Breast — Because I Needed Something Small to Feel Big
It wasn’t a holiday.Not officially.Just one of those Tuesdays where the house felt too wide and too quiet. The kind of quiet where the fridge …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Stuffed Turkey — Because Sometimes You Just Need to Wrap Something in Butter and Hope
The house was too warm, which meant I had the oven on before I even had a plan.I’d pulled the turkey out the night before, …