Celebration Cake

I have experienced many a festive occasion in my short life. The time my sister and I got a red and blue kiddie tent for our birthdays, excitedly put it together, flipped it upside down, clambered inside, and pretended we were blasting off in a spaceship. The week in fifth grade that I spent at…

Life Lessons – Spiral Curry Puffs

The first time I ever went grocery shopping on my own, I could hardly contain my excitement. This, this is what independent adults did. I waltzed all over the store, eyes roaming the shelves for new delights. I came home with a smorgasbord of Claire-pleasing items. A leafy bunch of purple-stemmed Thai basil. Three bright…

Wild – Meyer Lemon Curd Doughnuts

I am a very cautious person by nature. When my little sister would stand on her head on our couches, I would warn her – you can break your neck like that! I don’t think she ever listened to me. And she never broke her neck doing headstands on the saggy gray couches. But there…

Flying High

I was once a first grader with high hopes and unreasonable expectations. On our tranquil suburban street, there lived a family with a large brood of children. I don’t remember any of the children in particular except for their older brother. He was maybe a high schooler, though my skewed childhood perception is entirely unreliable….

Reasons to Panic

Sometimes inspiration is hard to come by. Sometimes it comes to you unbidden. I was riding a bicycle built for four. Like the red and white striped canopy kind steered around idyllic lakes by grinning tourists. Except mine was strictly utilitarian – all steel, no frills. I clambered onto it alone, complaining to a friend…

Cost-Benefit Analysis

Recipe testing is dangerous for my waistline. Any volunteers out there who have space in their stomach for a pie or two? A small pie. Palm-sized. These cute little jars were an impulse buy at a restaurant supply store in Taiwan. The last time I went back, my grandmother took me there – a warehouse…