Many thanks to our neighbors for these gorgeous peaches picked fresh from their orchard. The first recipe that came to mind is a flaky, buttery galette, a cousin to the tart family, but rather easier and faster to make.
Family means everything to me…I have two boys–one is starting middle school in a couple of weeks, whilst the other remain at our former neighborhood to complete his studies in journalism.
Back in high school, my eldest boy Brendan did all of the baking. I’ve missed that since our move(s) without him. He would often bake at night, and when he did, we were all guaranteed an enjoyable treat. Continue reading
Today I had the itch to fidget around my kitchen…and, by the same token, take care of my sweet tooth, as well. I mentioned ‘carrot cake’ to my hubby, and he sort of just cringed. He claims to not liking it. Our little guy won’t even acknowledge it.