The summer I turned thirty, I found myself standing in the middle of a dusty antique shop in upstate New York, holding a dented pie … Read more

This was supposed to be a simple apple upside-down cake. I had the brown sugar ready, the butter melting in the pan, and I was … Read more

The neighborhood fall bake-off was in twelve hours and I’d completely forgotten. Everyone else would be bringing their grandmother’s heirloom apple pies and painstakingly layered … Read more

Introduction I was standing in the dairy aisle at Aldi last Tuesday, staring at a carton of pumpkin puree like it held the secrets to … Read more

The man at the apple stand watched me picking through his bins, turning each one over like I was searching for buried treasure. He didn’t … Read more

My sister had sworn off pumpkin spice lattes for three whole years. Called them “basic.” Said the syrup was cloying and the calories weren’t worth … Read more

I was supposed to be making pumpkin pie. That was the plan, anyway. I had the can of pumpkin puree open, the spices lined up … Read more