There’s hasn’t been much time in my house for holiday baking; possibly not in yours either. But this dough is one that can sit in the refrigerator until you’re ready to bake them (one reason to love drop cookies). They look festive, decorated with a coating of melted chocolate and topped with crunchy sea salt crystals that remind me of delicate tiny snowflakes. [Read more…]
Short and sweet today. I baked myself a chocolate cake because milestones should always be accompanied by chocolate. And cake.
Yes, it’s a big birthday! [Read more…]
The pomegranates were ripening, falling to the ancient staircase below with a thump. The heavy fruit split apart on impact, exposing crimson seeds and fleshy insides. There was a tree laden with fruit just outside the casale in Tuscany – the magical place where I was staying almost exactly one month ago.
The skin of these fruits wasn’t the familiar mottled, deeply red color of the ones I buy in late fall from produce bins in the grocery store; these were yellow tinged with green, looking more like extra-large Golden Delicious apples than what I’ve come to recognize as pomegranates. Pomegranates are melograno in Italian, derived from the Latin word for apple.
When I first noticed the tree I didn’t recognize the fruits; it wasn’t until I saw them cracked open on the ground that I saw what they were. The property, surrounded by vineyards, was outlined with hedges of bay laurel, rosemary and oleander. All plants that love the Mediterranean climate as much as pomegranates do. [Read more…]