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Hi Reader, The craving always starts quietly. Well… yes. Again tomorrow. That’s the spirit behind this month’s special series, Chocolate Obsession: 5 Days of Pure Indulgence. Think of it as a slow, five-day surrender to the world’s most persuasive ingredient. Because here’s the truth: And for five delicious days, we’re diving right into that nostalgia. From Classic Chocolate Cakes and Chocolate Cookies & Brownies to Indulgent Chocolate Ice Cream & Gelato, we’ll linger over Chocolate Pies & Tarts, then end with Chocolate Favorites from Around the World — a little passport for your sweet tooth. By the end of the week, you’ll have the kind of recipes that make people hover by the dessert table pretending they’re “just chatting.” Note: These are bonus emails in addition to what I usually send. Click below to join Chocolate Obsession: 5 Days of Pure Indulgence and let’s get gloriously messy, one spoon at a time.
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Hi Reader, There are two kinds of people in this world: those who meal prep like it’s a spiritual practice and those who panic-eat hummus straight from the tub at 9 p.m. on a Tuesday. I regret to inform you I’ve been both. There was the year I decided I was “a meal prep person” and bought twelve matching glass containers for the express purpose of getting my life together, stacked them like a shrine, and announced to The One, “We’re going to live like adults.” Three days later, I was eating...
Hi Reader, January always feels longer than it has any right to be. It starts with fireworks and resolutions and ends with me clutching a mug of something hot, wondering why my socks are never fully dry. But here we are—almost through it—and that deserves a little celebration.In my family, the end of a hard month always called for something sweet. My Vovó would bake without announcement, like it was an instinctive act of optimism. No declarations, no “we survived” speeches—just a table dusted...
Hi Reader, The smoke alarm went off before the first quarter, which is how I knew the Super Bowl had officially begun. The One appeared in the doorway holding a bag of chips like a peace offering and asked, “Are we winning?”Winning. Sure—if you count surviving the chaos with snacks still edible.Super Bowl Sunday isn’t cooking; it’s crowd management. It’s about making food that tastes great an hour later, survives the occasional ref call meltdown, and doesn’t require a fork or an apology....