​Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that
Back to school, back to baking. Autumn can’t come soon enough for me. The hundred plus degree temperatures of Northern California summers lose their charm
​Wisdom has built her house… Yes, she has spread her table. She calls from the heights out over the city: “Come, eat of my food,
The full moon lingers Over St. Peter’s on a Warm summer morning. ​At last we have arrived in Rome. Located on the Tiber River less
​Glossy fat pigeons On the Rialto Bridge Peck at biscotti crumbs. ​The golden city of Venice sparkles with sunlight dancing on the blue Adriatic,
I’ve been baking for 49 years. Longer than any other thing, really, and I enjoyed learning everything from the basics through multi step French pastry.
Someone asked me recently which was my favorite of all the places my husband and I have visited over the years. It did not take
​May is flowers and springtime and strawberries and Mothers, mostly Mothers. Everyone has or had a mother, but surely, no one has a mother like
​San Diego is one of my favorite cities. It has so many virtues, it’s not easy to name them all. Weather may be the first
​Tulips photo courtesy Louise Goldsmith ​In searching for a cake to feature for spring, I realized I usually don’t make a big cake for our
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