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Thursday, September 8, 2016

‘Commonplace objects are constantly changing… The pies, for example, we now see, are not going to be around forever. We are merely used to the idea that things do not change.’ – Wayne Thiebaud I mentioned in a previous post that Zoe Francois and I were getting together to bake the cakes from Wayne Thiebaud‘s painting, Cakes. Both of us have a print of Cakes hanging in our…

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Sunday, July 17, 2016

I first discovered Wayne Thiebaud’s painting Cakes at Zoe’s house. She has a small print hanging in her kitchen, and I find myself drawn to it each time I go visit her. It’s simple but beautiful, and I’m often questioning the cakes as I study them. Are you all just chocolate and vanilla, or is there a carrot cake in there, too? Maybe even pumpkin? Is that lemon…

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buttermilk cake with strawberry buttercream

Monday, May 25, 2015

I’ve been making cakes (and cakes and cakes and cakes) for my cookbook, and I think I am almost done with that chapter. Almost. I think. I can’t stop myself from constantly tinkering with recipes and my family, my neighbors, and everyone at my husband’s office is officially tired of eating cake. But! I did make the yellow cake of my dreams, and yesterday I got the chocolate…

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chocolate heart cake with raspberry buttercream

Thursday, February 14, 2013

My daughter has been dreaming of a Valentine’s cake for weeks, after seeing a heart-shaped cake in this little cookbook she received for Christmas. It was sort of a last minute affair regardless of all her planning and sketching; I was up late last night baking the cake, and there was a quick trip to the co-op this morning to get forgotten frosting ingredients. Also, Ms. [W] was…


one bowl tiramisu

Thursday, March 26, 2015

Twice a week in the evenings Adam has band practice. The kids go to bed, he leaves, and I’ve got two whole hours to myself. Most nights I pop the top off a pale ale into an ice cold mug from the freezer, and snuggle into the couch by the fire, covered in piles of blankets. Then up goes the laptop, on goes the TV, and I spend…