Just 51 days until opening the Lostine Tavern, I am about to pickle on a scale I have never before imagined.
Hi there. I’d like you to meet the Lostine Tavern. It’s been keeping me away for the past few months. It’s surprising how occupying a filthy, old gutted building can … Read More
When you smell the tomatoes wafting from the oven, take a peek. They’re doing just fine bubbling in the oil and their own liquid. Let them be.
Organizing a single drawer does not sound like much. But I can only describe my state upon opening that drawer later–and every day since–as blissful.
These tiny rolled and filled pastries are my favorite holiday cookie. Little did I suspect how versatile they really are for all the events of the season.