Welcome to the time of year when impromptu gatherings have an added warmth (hopefully from a frosty Brandy Milk Punch), an added twinkle (from a well-adorned[...]

Hello friends! Welcome back to the Bakehouse! Ooooh boy we’re talking about Brunch. It seems only fitting to make the meal of my dreams in the[...]

I think we all started to like brussels sprouts A LOT more when once we discovered we could hard sear them in butter with bacon… or add so much cheese to[...]

Hello friends. Another week creeping closer to the holiday season. Are you feeling it in the air? I am… mostly because there was no fresh rosemary at[...]

A lifetime ago I worked at a coffee shop in sunny Burbank, California. It was a tiny, one-barista-type coffee shop where the morning coffee maker decided on[...]

Hello my friends! Happy Sunday. You are a gemstone and I’m so glad you’re here. A few things happened for me this week. I’ve stuck my[...]

Just when I think I know a thing or two about New Orleans food culture, I dig up another layer, more nuance, and another story of culture, history, and[...]

Honestly, I haven’t wanted to write this post. But here we are. And we’re fine, and the coffee is hot, and sugared and creamed… the toast[...]

The Internet needs another recipe for mashed potatoes like it needs another recipe for Chocolate Chip Cookies / another hole in the head. Maybe right now we[...]

Below is your moment, several moments, of intentional Internet diversion. It’s been crafted with love and care on a couch in New Orleans while watching[...]

I’ve had some run-ins with vegan ‘cheese’ before. The kind that send you screaming for big bites of cheddar straight from the block. People[...]

Coming back from a long (end of summer, to boot) holiday weekend is a great time to count our small victories: those little moments in life where we find[...]

It’s been a stunner of a week here in New Orleans. Those of us that live down here in the swamp are living it up, soaking in the clear days and perfect[...]

My maj* Tracy and I have a diet plan together. It’s simple. We text each other pictures of everything we eat in a day. It’s called The Friend[...]