It started with the sound of rain and the smell of something sharp. not vinegar. not wine. something yellow and stubborn.lemon, maybe. or memory. the …
In This category You Will Find The Best Dessert Recipes By Martha Stewart.
Desserts
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Gingerbread Cookies. The Smell Made Me Sit Down.
The oven light was out again. I didn’t fix it. Just let the dark stay in there while the heat worked. That’s how it felt …
Martha Stewart Creme Brulee
It was cold enough that the windows coughed. That kind of morning where you wrap yourself in yesterday’s sweater and just…stand. Not doing. Just being …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Lemon Squares — and I Swapped the Juice Like a Coward
It was already warm when I opened the window. April pretending to be July again. The kind of heat that makes the kitchen smell like …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Blueberry Pie—It Didn’t Go How I Thought
It was raining sideways again. the kind that sounds like someone dragging their fingers down the windows. i was cold in that dumb way—sweater on, …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Zucchini Bread — and Somehow It Felt Like Summer and Ghosts
The fridge was making that slow groaning noise again. not broken—just tired, like the house. I was rooting around for the dill when I saw …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Royal Icing — It Tasted Like Christmas Before Everything Changed
The sugar dust hit the air before I even opened the window. it hung there. still.And I thought—maybe I won’t make the cookies. maybe I’ll …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Buttercream Frosting – And Remembered Too Much
the bowl was already out.green Pyrex, chipped on one side, like everything else that’s lasted.i didn’t mean to make frosting.but i was looking for something …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Pumpkin Cheesecake — And Something About the Vanilla Broke Me
It was too warm for October. that weird stretch of fall where the sun forgets itself and everything smells like a memory on the verge …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Vanilla Pound Cake—And Something Got Quiet Inside Me
It smelled like Christmas before the divorce. Not the tree, not the wrapping paper. The kitchen.The part where the air went still and the light …