It was raining. not dramatic rain—just that Maine mist that wets your hair and makes the dog smell like laundry left too long in the …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Chicken Soup. It Matched the Day Too Well.
The radiator clicked three times and gave up. again.I had wool socks on, but one was inside out and the other was damp. not wet. …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Chicken Pot Pie — I Didn’t Chill the Dough, and It Still Worked
The flour was already out.I was already frustrated.The butter was too cold to cut and too soft to care, so I smashed it into the …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Banana Pudding — And It Tasted Like My Mother Never Left
It started with the bananas.Too ripe. Too many. Piling up like a to-do list I was avoiding. I wasn’t planning to make pudding.But there was …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s French Onion Soup — And It Brought Us Back to the Table
Mae was home.She walked in while I was halfway through slicing onions, said, “Smells like you’re trying.”I was. Not for perfection. Not for guests. Just …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Cranberry Sauce — Mae Dipped a Cookie In It
The fridge light caught it first.That glass dish we never use—wedged behind the oat milk and the jar of peach jam from 2002.Still red. Still …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Sugar Cookies, and It Turned Into More Than Just Baking
I wasn’t trying to be festive. There was no birthday, no holiday, no reason to pull out cookie cutters shaped like mittens and moons. I …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Strawberry Cake, and It Made the Afternoon Feel Like June
It wasn’t warm enough for strawberries. Not really. Not the kind you’d eat barefoot in the yard with juice dripping down your wrist. But they …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Apple Crisp, and It Was the First Thing That Felt Right That Week
I hadn’t meant to bake. I really hadn’t. But the apples on the counter were going soft in that way that starts to feel personal.It …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Mashed Potatoes, and They Were Quiet in All the Right Ways
It was one of those evenings when the house just… echoed.No music, no questions, no forks left in the sink. Mae was out. The wind …