The oven was already on. I wasn’t thinking shortcake. I wasn’t thinking much of anything. Just standing barefoot in the kitchen with one sock on …
In This category You Will Find The Best Dessert Recipes By Martha Stewart.
Desserts
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Strawberry Layer Cake—And It Made Me Miss the Wrong Summer
It wasn’t hot enough for cake that day.Cloudy, like the sky couldn’t commit. The kind of weather that doesn’t tell you what to wear, so …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Pumpkin Bread Recipe — It Took Me Somewhere I Didn’t Expect
There was a morning last week that smelled like 2002.Faint smoke in the air. Not from leaves—someone’s chimney or too-hot toast. The kind that makes …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Lemon Curd — It Got Under My Skin
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 …
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 …