Beyond the Box: Baking from Scratch

Oh gosh, it's been almost two weeks since I last posted! My deepest apologies!  Spring has sprung and things have been busy around here, cleaning out flower beds, trimming back some plants and planting others.  So that's my excuse for being absent. That, and I got sucked into The Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt  on Netflix, which I thought was hilariously fantastic.  I've still been in the kitchen whipping up some tasty treats, though, and thinking what to make next to share with you. Today's recipe was a test (that is, I hadn't made it before trying it here to share with all of you), but let me tell you, it was also a wild success.  One of my friends had a request for me to find and try a cheesecake recipe that she could eat.  She has some dietary restrictions and needed a gluten-free cheesecake.  And, even keeping in mind my mini gluten rant from the french bread recipe  a couple weeks ago, most cheesecake is already mostly gluten-free:  just make it without the

Happy Pi Day, everyone!  For those unaware, today is Pi Day (March 14, or 3.14), and this year is a very special Pi day, as we get two more digits:  3.1415.  In honor of Pi Day and at the risk of being slightly cliche, we are making Blueberry Hand Pies.  Yum!  And, like the number pi going on and on and on, this recipe is a doozy!

Look at us, rolling right along into spring!  Because the weather is finally getting pretty and you'll want to be outside enjoying it instead of inside slaving over a hot oven,  I have something super easy and extra tasty today.  In fact, it's technically not even baking.  Also, this is the fifth entry!  Hooray! Celebrating a tiny milestone!

Hello again, friends!  I hope you're doing well.  I am ready for spring.  We just keep getting snow.  Yesterday it got up to 48 degrees and almost all our snow melted, and then this morning it was snowing again, and the ground is once again covered.  Pippin is excited about it though, which makes it a little more tolerable.  The snow is a little less wearisome when you can watch your puppy try to snap the flakes out of the air. But it's still cold and damp.  So I'm making some French bread today to warm up the house.  It's my wonderful mother's recipe with a few minor adjustments.   Shout out to my mom:  she always let me help her in the kitchen when I was growing up, and I credit my love of baking (and any talents related to such) to her.   Hi, Mom!