Confession: I have a cookie jar that stages petty rebellions—cookies disappear, crumbs accuse me, and the Nutella gets blamed for everything. I promise I didn’t start this cozy […]

My grandmother kept a dented recipe card for eggnog cookies tucked in her holiday box, and every December I hunted through ribbons and old tree lights to find […]

I’m about to admit something slightly embarrassing: I once tried to make peppermint chocolate truffles that tasted like toothpaste. True story — the peppermint extract I grabbed from […]

My grandmother kept a tiny tin of cookie cutters on the top shelf, the one you could only reach by standing on a stool and holding your breath […]

I promise I didn’t set out to invent the most mischievous cookie on the block, but these Turtle Thumbprint Cookies kind of happened when I tried to cram […]

When I was a kid, my grandmother used to make these flaky little clouds of joy on slow Sunday mornings, and the whole kitchen smelled like warm butter […]

Okay, full disclosure: I made these cookies because I once tried to bake and ended up with a bowl of melted chocolate and peppermint gumdrops on my counter. […]

When I was a kid, my grandma kept a dented old slow cooker on the counter like a household pet — always warm, always ready. On crisp November […]

Warning: I take candy bars very seriously. I once hid a stash of chocolate in the pantry and pretended I didn’t know the sticky fingerprints led directly to […]

My grandmother kept a battered metal tin of snickerdoodle cookies on the counter, and every time I opened it a warm cloud of cinnamon-sugar puffed up and wrapped […]