Martha Stewart Blueberry BuckleLeave a Comment on I Tried Martha Stewart’s Blueberry Buckle, and It Tasted Like Something I Forgot It smelled like August.Not this …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Pasta Carbonara, and It Wasn’t About the Pasta
Martha Stewart Pasta CarbonaraLeave a Comment on I Tried Martha Stewart’s Pasta Carbonara, and It Wasn’t About the Pasta The water boiled before I meant …
I Tried Martha Stewart’S Corn Soufflé — But I Used The Wrong Dish And Didn’T Care
I wasn’t even planning to cook. It was one of those afternoons where you open the fridge, stare, and close it again three times before …
I Tried Martha Stewart’S Cream Of Broccoli Soup — Because The House Was Too Quiet
The onions didn’t even sizzle right at first. The butter was soft but not hot enough, and I stirred anyway—because I wasn’t really cooking for …
I Tried Martha Stewart’S Cream Of Mushroom Soup — And Forgot I Needed It
The fog had already rolled in by noon. The kind that makes your windows look like secrets and your bones ache like you forgot something …
I Tried Martha Stewart’S Glazed Carrots — They Were Softer Than I Expected
It wasn’t a big cooking day.The kind of afternoon where you open the fridge and stare, waiting for something to feel doable. There were carrots. …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Creamed Corn — It Matched My Mood Exactly
I didn’t want anything crunchy. Or loud.I wanted something that moved slow in a pan. Something to stir.It was one of those fog-thick evenings where …
I Tried Martha Stewart’S Madeleine Cookies And Cried Over A Teacup
The batter looked like sunlight.That kind of pale yellow that shows up in your memory before it does in your kitchen—thin, sweet, and full of …
I Tried Martha Stewart’S Artichoke Dip—And Forgot The Crackers
It started because the lemons were going soft in the fruit bowl.And because the day was quiet in that weird way where even the dog …
I Tried Martha Stewart’S Spinach Artichoke Dip—Here’S What I Needed It To Be That Day
It was cold enough to hurt.Not bitter, not dramatic—just that damp kind of Maine cold that sits behind your knees and in your elbows, like …