Two years ago, nearing the end of October, my friend  Jake Hoffman  sent me a recipe for grape pie. Included was a story. When Jake's...

As the New Yorker informed us all last month, figs are pretty goth. The fruit, which is actually an inverted flower, has developed a sy...

A few months ago, I finally bought Ronni Lundy's mountain South cooking staple Shuck Beans, Stack Cakes, and Honest Fried Chicken ...

This May, my family all came home to Indiana to celebrate my grandmother's 85th birthday. We were sitting around the dining room ta...

Sometime last year I picked up a Cuisinart ice cream maker at a thrift store, thus launching my foray into frozen dessert experimentatio...

Lately, I've been thinking about loss and home. Not as separate thematic entities, but rather the Venn diagram overlap of the two. ...

I first came across this recipe in a copy of the 1932 Woodward and Lothrop Cookbook and Kitchen Guide for the Busy Woman in the library...

There's a photo of me from the fourth grade: I have my hair curled (it was then in its pre-pubescent stick straight stage) and pile...

Somehow I've managed to keep a pie blog for 11 years without featuring Key Lime Pie. I've had Key Lime Pie Popsicles , Florida C...

It seems we've turned the corner. Though I'm generally a fan of winter, there is something that happens on that first warm shor...