It feels like I can’t keep up with the seasons this year! Moving to Georgia has really messed up my seasonal clock. But with Georgia on my Mind, I can’t help but think of peaches even if it is a little early. If you’re looking for a recipe where peaches really shine, you just can’t go wrong with this Old-Fashioned Peach Cobbler.
If you are looking for some drama in your life, the good type of drama, you just cannot go wrong with making this Easy Basque Burnt Cheesecake! Whether it comes to the table in the parchment, ready to be unveiled in front of your family and/or guests, served on a platter, or doled onto plates in the kitchen, one glance is all it takes to know that this cheesecake is different from any other cheesecake you might have ever served.
I know I’ve been gone for a while (I moved to Atlanta in September & it took a while to find my feet!) but I’m back. And look, I bought pie, figuratively speaking of course! If you’re looking for a knockout pie for the holidays (or just about anytime) that still has some down-home flair, you just can’t go wrong with a Pennsylvania Dutch Apple Pie. It’s really one of my fave apple pies (ok, I have two favorites, this one and a caramelly one that I’ll post sometime) from the crispy, crunchy streusel on top down to the layer upon layer of tart, creamy, dreamy apples.
I have been having a love affair this year with…Julia Childs Berry Clafoutis. Maybe someday I’ll complete that sentence with news in the romance department but in the meantime, I’m not complaining a bit about settling with this simple, custardy fruit dessert. Clafoutis is kind of a cross between a cake and a pudding and it is everything, This year it’s a simple pleasure that’s been like a little salvation.
I was just a kid the first time I had the Original Nilla Wafer Banana Pudding. For a while, every year, my folks would rent a cabin on Big Spirit Lake in Iowa, sometimes with my cousins. Maybe I was five, maybe six, and this was an old green, peeling paint kind cabin, the front porch converted to bunk beds, right on the lake. The last time I was in Spirit Lake it was still there, decades later.