C'est Sucré

I usually don't dedicate my posts to anyone. Okay, in fact I've never dedicated a post at all. However, this one time, this teeny ex...

I'm sure at least a few of you have been wondering what I've been up to. Your daring displaced person, valiant vagabond, or even ten...

I often forget how lucky I am to live in California. When I lived in Paris and came across people in the workplace, they'd always say ho...

Every time I eat a churro, I'm transported back to when I was a kid at an amusement park convincing my parents to buy me a churro from t...

Yes. This is how scatterbrained I've been lately, that I can't even remember what I baked. I'm surprised I even know what day it...

So here's some new food for thought. I just picked up Helene Dujardin's Plate to Pixel over the weekend and think, wow, why haven...

I know I've been neglecting my blog lately. With temperatures rising, introduction of new social mediums (Google, please integrate blogg...

Every now and then I'll dig through my baking books and look for something new to try. One book I brought back from France was David Leb...