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There used to be a tiny bakery tucked into a converted garage in the old industrial part of town called Sweet Spot Provisions that made … Read more
There used to be a tiny bakery tucked into a converted garage in the old industrial part of town called Sweet Spot Provisions that made … Read more
Marta wasn’t trying to impress anyone. I’d stopped by to borrow her extension cord—my car battery was dead in the driveway—and that smell hit me … Read more
I wasn’t trying to impress anyone. I’d stopped by my neighbor Claire’s place to return her hedge clippers—the ones I’d borrowed three weeks ago and … Read more
I wasn’t expecting cooking advice from my accountant, but there I was, knee-deep in tax paperwork, listening to Mr. Henderson describe exactly how to make … Read more
I wasn’t expecting cooking advice from my accountant, but there I was, standing in the middle of a grocery store aisle, listening to Mr. Henderson … Read more
I was standing in the middle of a grocery store parking lot last October when the smell of someone’s burning candle—something with apple and cinnamon—hit … Read more
This was supposed to be a simple weeknight sausage and peppers situation. You know the one—just brown some brats, toss in bell peppers and onions, … Read more
This was supposed to be a batch of crispy buffalo chicken wings for game day. I had everything laid out—the chicken, the hot sauce, the … Read more
It was 11:47 PM on a particularly drizzly Tuesday, and I was hit with a craving so specific it felt like a summons. I wanted … Read more
My neighbor, Mrs. Gable, watched me trying to flip a pancake that had turned into a sad, pale blob in my own skillet. She didn’t … Read more