Several weekends ago my mother-in-law’s famous pepparkakors made their appearance on the dining table, and they were as yummy as ever. The recipe for these traditional Swedish spice cookies that we use in our family is over 100 years old and immigrated from Sweden with my mother-in-law’s family. Immigration is a very good thing. For …
I suspect that my mom and maternal grandmother were up in Heaven laughing on New Year’s Day when I set off the fire alarms with Grandma’s cornbread dressing. I had set the pan containing the perfectly baked cornbread dressing on top of the stove before turning on the wrong burner when preparing another dish for …
For about ten minutes, my life is idyllic. My daughter naps peacefully upstairs. My husband watches football and reads. I sit knitting while Diana Krall croons on the CD player about chestnuts roasting over an open fire. My “knit-one-purl-one” binding is actually looking like “kint-one-purl-one” binding, for a change. The house is decked out for …
