Didn’t plan on making anything.The house was quiet in that lonely way. Not peaceful. Just… low. I hadn’t slept well. Mae texted from college about …
I Tried Martha Stewart’S Honey-Glazed Spiral Ham — And The Radio Was Still On When It Burned A Little
It was snowing. Or raining. Or both.That heavy slush that feels like grief and smells like February. The ham wasn’t planned.Mae had a concert, the …
I Tried Martha Stewart’S Olive And Cheese Bread — And I Baked It In That Pan Again
It was too hot to bake.I did it anyway. The bread started with spite, as most of my best things do. Mae had left the …
I Tried Martha Stewart’S Pecan Squares — They Cracked, I Didn’T
It started with the cold again.Not outside. The kind of cold that lives in your stomach when the house goes too quiet and the sugar’s …
I Tried Martha Stewart’S Mulled Wine, And It Tasted Like A Ghost I Almost Missed
It smelled like something I remembered. but couldn’t name. The orange hit the pot first—zest and juice, sharp and sweet—and then came the rest. Cinnamon. …
I Tried Martha Stewart’S Porchetta And Nearly Set Off The Smoke Alarm
The kitchen was already hot. not warm. hot. the kind of heat that makes your ankles sweat while you’re standing still. The pork belly was …
I Tried Martha Stewart’S Potato Latkes — And They Tasted Like That One Winter Before We Fell Apart
I wasn’t planning on latkes.I was trying to clean the freezer. That’s how it started. Found the applesauce Mae made last year—pink, lumpy, way too …
I Tried Martha Stewart’S Rhubarb Strawberry Pie — And Thought Of That Dry Crust Again
It rained the night before. heavy. loud enough that it woke me at 2am and made me sit on the kitchen floor with tea I …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Roasted Carrots and Shallots — Because I Was Mad at Everything That Day
The fridge was humming like it had something to prove.Mae hadn’t texted back. The house smelled like rain that wouldn’t commit.And I needed to chop …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Sausage Balls — And I Made Them After Slamming a Drawer Too Hard
It wasn’t planned. I wasn’t hungry. I wasn’t even looking for a recipe. I was just trying to shove the junk drawer closed and the …