A couple of weeks ago, I had my anniversary dinner at a French restaurant called Liaison Bistro. I can’t remember the last time I ate so well. Actually, I can’t even remember the last time my husband and I went on a date without a child. I ordered a sole stuffed with crab drowned in…
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How the Muffin Crumbles…
Contrary to the above title, this is not a blog post about what to do when your muffins bake up dry and crumbly (though I’d suggest you repurpose them into crunchy bits for topping). Rather, it’s simply a meditation on improvisational weekend baking motivated by nothing more than my insatiable appetite for carbs, more often…