I still remember the first time I grilled lobster. It was a sticky summer evening on the coast of Maine, …
Plates With Clara
Plates With Clara
I still remember the first time I grilled lobster. It was a sticky summer evening on the coast of Maine, …
I’ve long believed that dessert doesn’t have to be grand to be memorable. Some of the sweetest moments in my …
I first baked these blueberry lemon cookies on a humid July afternoon, when the air in my kitchen felt thick …
I can’t count how many mornings I’ve stood in my kitchen, barefoot and quiet, slicing into a perfectly ripe avocado. …
The first time I made churros at home, I was trying to recreate a memory. It was a cool evening …
I first made a fruit pizza on a whim, during one of those sticky summer afternoons when my kids were …
I never used to think much of peaches. I liked them fine—tossed into a fruit salad or eaten over the …
It was my grandmother who first taught me that strawberry shortcake isn’t just a dessert—it’s a ritual. Every May, as …
The first time I made strawberry tiramisu, it was by accident—or maybe desperation. It was late spring, and I’d promised …
The first time I made mango cheesecake, it was a bit of an accident. It was August, stiflingly hot, and …