I didn’t plan on making sauce.Not on a Monday. Not when the house was already too quiet.But I found the tarragon behind the mustard—the kind …
I Tried Martha Stewart’S BéArnaise Sauce, And I Didn’T Cry (Much)
I Tried Martha Stewart’S Beef And Barley Soup — And It Quieted The Whole House
i wasn’t hungry.not really. just cold.the kind of cold that settles in your joints and doesn’t leave, even with socks and three cups of tea. …
I Tried Martha Stewart’S BûChe De NoëL — And The Cake Split Like My Patience
I Started It Too Late In The Day.The Kind Of Late Where Your Mixer Sounds Louder Than It Should And Everything Sticks To Your Sleeves. …
I Tried Martha Stewart’S Chicken Marsala — And Didn’T Follow The Rules (Again)
i wasn’t going to make anything that night.the light was weird. too yellow.and the mushrooms were starting to slump in the back of the fridge, …
I Tried Martha Stewart’S Corn Pudding With Chives – And Something Broke Open
it was too quiet for a tuesday.the kind of quiet that hangs around the corners of rooms where things were said a little too sharply …
I Tried Martha Stewart’S New York Crumb Cake, And The Smell Brought Her Back
didn’t mean to make it.just wanted something to fill the house. something warm. something that smelled like someone was home. Martha called it “New York …
I Tried Martha Stewart’S Granola, And It Quieted Something In Me
it wasn’t a big morning.no brunch plans. no mason jars. no linen napkins draped just-so. just a cold counterand a bag of oats I kept …
I Tried Martha Stewart’S Guacamole — It Wasn’T About The Avocados
it started with the onion.not the usual crying. just… the sharpness of it.like I wasn’t ready for anything that precise. I’d made Martha Stewart’s guacamole …
I Tried Martha Stewart’S Lamb Cake, And I Wasn’T Ready For How It Felt
I thought it was going to be silly.A cake shaped like a lamb? Come on. I only pulled out the mold because Mae found it …
I Tried Martha Stewart’S Lemonade Recipe, And It Tasted Like A Memory I Forgot I Had
It was too quiet to cook.One of those afternoons where the light doesn’t move and the air feels like it’s waiting for something.I wasn’t going …