I’ve never been a cupcake person. I’m not much for pie, either. But it takes a certain type of cupcake (and a certain type of pie) to win my h...

My friend Daniel introduced me to David Sedaris back when we were in high school. He leant me the hilarious book, Holidays on Ice, and the firs...

We all lie to ourselves on a daily basis. Whether it’s a little or a lot, about the small stuff or the big stuff, these lies get us through our da...

There is a neatly arranged time and place for everything in life, including peanut butter. I used to tell Matt, even before we were married, that ...

Update: I've been informed that cocoa and coffee are both processed with high heat. Therefore, these truffles are technically not 'raw.' That said...

"You can’t go back,” Matt said to me while we were enjoying what could quite possibly be one of our few last evenings out just the two of us bef...

Anna has been a lovely reader of Turntable Kitchen for some time, so when she came to us suggesting she pull together a special playlist and recip...

*serves four1 heaping cup of cored and halved strawberries 1 tablespoon + 1 teaspoon of sugar 1 green cardamom pod* 1/2 cup of heavy whippi...

A few weeks ago, I went to a Summer Camp-themed wedding where one of our activities included a Ropes Course. I bragged to our friends that I had d...

When I studied abroad in Italy as a junior in college, I diligently maintained a journal. It was a leather-bound notebook that I’d gotten as a g...

I’ve talked a lot about crêpes in the past — I grew up eating my grandma’s thick, buttery ones (we called them blini) and later my mom’s....

I know. It’s September 3rd, and here I am posting about watermelon. Late to the party, much? This summer, I’ve found myself picking up a small...