I want to tell you about the day I accidentally made the best batch of oat flour chocolate cookies gluten free bakers in my family have ever tasted — and it started with me completely ruining everything. Like, spectacularly, dramatically, “why am I even allowed in a kitchen” ruining everything. It was a Sunday afternoon, … Read more
I want to tell you about the afternoon I accidentally became a baking genius. It was a Tuesday — the kind of Tuesday where the fridge is mostly empty, a friend is showing up in twenty minutes, and past-me had apparently decided that buying flour was optional. I panicked, opened every cabinet, and landed on … Read more
I almost cried in my kitchen the December my mom was diagnosed with celiac disease — three days before our annual cookie exchange. I had been making the same buttery Scottish shortbread recipe for fifteen years, and suddenly, that tin of golden squares felt completely off the table. I didn’t want her to sit there … Read more
The first time I tried to make almond flour snickerdoodle cookies for my daughter Lily’s ninth birthday, I nearly cried into a mixing bowl full of flat, greasy, cinnamon-scented disaster. She had been diagnosed with celiac disease just six months earlier, and all she wanted — her one birthday wish — was a snickerdoodle cookie … Read more
I still remember standing in my kitchen at 11 o’clock on a Tuesday night, scraping my ninth batch of crumbly, flat, sad little discs into the trash can while my daughter stood in the doorway in her pajamas, watching me with those big hopeful eyes. She had just been diagnosed with celiac disease three months … Read more
