A red pot, a slow SundayIt rained all of Saturday, the kind of grey that settles in and decides to stay, so on Sunday I…More
A quieter air fryer with a window I keep looking throughI have a small, old-fashioned habit when I cook. I like to watch things. Not constantly, not fussing, just passing…
The one machine that cleared three others off my counterThere was a stretch of a year when my kitchen counter looked like an appliance graveyard. A blender I had…