Still Life with Oysters and Lemon

October is that awkward in-between season, isn’t it? The calendar says fall, but Texas is still serving up swimming pool weather. (I’ve probably just jinxed us—watch the temperature drop as soon as I post this.) Even so, my kitchen is starting to shift into cozy

Summer books are not supposed to come home with you. They are not meant to be a part of your permanent collection and should never see your bookshelves. Even if the pages are stained with suntan lotion or potato chip grease, you pass them along

Friends, HI!  I barely have my whisks unpacked in the new Bakehouse kitchen. I have one mixing bowl and the location of the others is likely in the garage in a very large dish box with a bonafide Texas tarantula nested behind it.  My abject

Hello friends, it is I, your Trader Joe’s evangelist back with a pamphlet and a fake 100 dollar bill that is actually a tract (religious trauma, anyone?). I do not have the latest and greatest TJ’s products this time around, but I do have its