I wasn’t planning to drink.But the sun was too loud and the fridge hummed like it knew something I didn’t.One of those afternoons that smells …
Drinks
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 Green Juice – and It Took Me Back to Her Garden, Not Mine
It was overcast but hot. The kind of heat that doesn’t glow—it presses. My neck was sticky from the walk back from the post office, …