There aren’t many recipes that send me excitedly running to the kitchen these days, but this one? The moment I saw it, it was on. And I knew it would be delicious, I just knew, because the cardboard taste of matzo just doesn’t stand a chance against an aggressive coating of melted butter, maple syrup, [...]

Um. It’s been so long I don’t even know what to say. It’s shameful. As usual, I have an excuse. Two this time.

Remember when Gourmet folded and finished out the remainder of our subscriptions with issues of Bon Appetit? Well this is the one recipe I took away from that short-lived Bon Appetit subscription. (I declined to continue it but for some reason have had this intense longing for food magazines lately and so I might reconsider. It’ll [...]

It must be a really long time since I’ve made granola bars. Silly me, I thought I could just waltz right into my kitchen and whip some up. It took a lot of hunting around before I finally located the brown rice syrup at the back of my pantry, a woefully small amount left in [...]

It’s granola for your dog! Ha…ha. (That was the husband’s joke.) I am christening this “granola bark” because it is basically one big slab of granola that can and should be broken into jagged pieces because it’s difficult to actually cut into with a knife (although I must say I did a not-too-shabby job of [...]

I hope you guys realize how lucky you are. You are gradually becoming privy to all my granola bar trade secrets. If anyone attempts to publish a compendium of these recipes for profit, I will hunt you down and I will kill you. (Yes, that is a threat.) These are intended for personal use only. [...]

Since I make my own granola bars, it logically follows that I make my own granola, right? Right. Alright. Glad we’re on the same page. Interestingly enough (or at least interesting to me, since I’m fascinated by my own granola trajectory and everything that has to do with granola in general), the bars preceded the granola, and it wasn’t until I [...]

It’s time to relate a painful and shameful story from my past. It’s a story that only the people who are closest to me know, an incident that drudges up such shameful pain that I have tried to block it out these past few years. But you can’t escape your past, people, and you can’t undo [...]