Buckle up, friends because we’ve got some NEWS.  Your girl (that’s me!) is a Texas homeowner! And not just any Texas home… because what fun would that be?  The next Bakehouse is a grand old gal – a Victorian home, in Bellville, Texas built in 1888 by August Haak. I knew I wanted to get out of town, find enough grass to mow that I’d need a riding...

Hello, friends! One of my kids is riddled with anxiety which, of course, stresses me out. So anxious is his entire little generation—these Covidians—that they named the new character in this summer’s Inside Out sequel Anxiety. But recently I stumbled upon a trick that helps calm his nerves at least for a bit. Since he’s most chatty before bed, he’ll...

Friends, hello! How are you? I’ve missed you. It feels like it’s been too long since we’ve had a proper catch up. Last Easter weekend, Will and I were driving back to Houston from a camping trip (well, he was driving and I was eating ranch dip and potato chips in the passanger seat) and the highway was speckled with cars stopped along the side of...

Good morning and Good Easter Sunday, friends. I’m taking a bit of a spring break this weekend, out sleeping under the stars in middle Texas. I’ve made this sturdy carrot salad, a loaf of bread, and chicken soup (that truly no one asked for because who eats chicken soup while they’re camping!?) for the weekend.  I’m full of ideas. Not all of them...

Someone recently asked me what my desert island cookbook would be. You know… the one cookbook so dear to you, you’d take it as your sole cookbook to be stranded on a dessert island. Logically I should opt for a book with advice on building fires, catching fish and climbing coconut trees but, I’m envisioning a more Gilligan’s Island desert island situation...

As you know, I’ve entered my kolache era.  Here’s a twist on a classic kolache recipe using an enriched dough with a lemon curd and poppy seed twist. They’re a perfect springtime Texas pastry. I have this daydream that one day in the not so distant future I’ll be slingin’ kolaches and coffee in my little backyard bakery.  I can’t tell if it’s a daydream...