I’ve entered a phase in my life where I want to spend most of my time in soft clothes, old t-shirts, jeans that are so worn threadbare in patches I dare not put them in the washing machine, jersey dresses, things
I always look forward to the time that the outdoor farmers markets start up. Though to be honest, the first few weeks are always a little disappointingly scant on the fruits and vegetables.
I hate deep frying. It’s such a hassle. There’s a bubbling cauldron of hot oil to stand over and then there’s the problem of figuring out how to deal with it later.
Here, have a cranberry Dutch baby.
I love a good oven pancake for breakfast. The most common versions involve apples. And those are lovely.
But sometimes you want to branch out.
The brioche cinnamon rolls are pretty much the best make-ahead fancy breakfast treat I know.
They make use of my favorite no-knead brioche recipe, which is just about the simplest, most butter-wonderful treat I know.
This no-knead brioche looks rather simple and unassuming. But, oh, this stuff makes me go weak in the knees. It is, easily, one of my favorite treats.