Savoring the last (bake) of 2020

I really had no plans for this New Year’s Eve, other than park myself on the sofa with Violet, sip some homemade peppermint cocoa while I re-binge all eight episodes of Bridgerton. My family and freinds had other plans, sliding in some end of year baking requests. For my brother Ken it was some individual…

Pizza Rolls, Pot Pies, and Pop Tarts…or the Three P’s of Bake Sale

Okay, technically the pizza roll was really a Southern Italian specialty called the n’figgiulata or as my friend and former coworker Maria affectionately called “n’figgy”–a Vivande Porta Via catering menu staple. In trying to describe what the n’figg was to bake sale customers, I invariably resorted to calling it a big pinwheel pizza roll stuffed…

Cracking the (egg) custard tart code

I get lost…a lot. Before GPS in smartphones my questionable sense of direction led me down dead-end streets, cul-de-sacs, and roundabouts more times than Guy Fieri has driven through “Flavor Town.” Okay, even with GPS I still occasionally manage to take the wrong exit or miss a crucial turn. You can imagine, then, what it…