A modern Appalachian woman's kitchen adventures
Our office used to host a cookie exchange every year. In the weeks (okay, months) leading up to it, we’d talk a lot about cookies. We’d scroll through recipes, reminisce about past favorites, and swap ideas about cookies. I had a short list of contenders one year, but scrapped the whole thing when I came…
There’s a certain shimmer to holiday memories, and for our family, it often came in the form of a green Jell-O salad. My husband’s Aunt Peggy made her Emerald Salad for every holiday meal—Thanksgiving, Christmas, Easter—you name it. It was always there, nestled between the ham and the rolls, bright as a jewel and sweet…
I’ve always had a soft spot for old kitchen tools—the kind you find tucked in baskets at antique malls or hanging on pegboards in dusty corners. Pastry cutters, spice jars, cookie molds… they’ve got stories baked into every scratch and swirl. I love cooking, and I love collecting, but sometimes I catch myself staring at…