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Lemon Cream Cheese Cookies | Peaches Please

I’ll always wonder why my school never offered (or required) a home economics class. We took shop class as part of the standard curriculum and were later offered electives such as architecture, theater, dance, ceramics, photography, studio art, jazz band, choir etc. But where was the class that taught you how to sew back on that errant button or boil water for pasta? Don’t get me wrong, we were writing papers in middle school. I was well prepared for the academics of college. I spent an enormous amount of time in the theater and took shop multiple times; I can wield an electric drill with the best of them. But so many people I knew went to college never having

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Cranberry Galettes | Peaches Please

Alright, Team. Halloween is over, the leaves are actually changing in Georgia and it’s November…That’s right. It’s Thanksgiving season. Game on. I thought I’d get the turkey day ball rolling with my these cranberry galettes, because, well, I like baking. I also really like baking with cranberries. I think it’s something about how vibrant cranberries are. I mean, the color alone is just gorgeous. Then there’s the flavor – super tart with a hint of bitterness. Love it or hate it, you have to admit that cranberries are unabashedly what they are, which is a trait I admire in life. Speaking of being unabashedly oneself, I’ve been watching an Australian television show lately called the Miss Fisher Mysteries, a period

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Oh Christmas morning. When I was little, I used to sleep in my big brother’s room the night before Christmas. We’d wake up obscenely early and giggle and peer down the shadowy staircase; waiting for our parents to wake up. When our whispers started tending towards shrieks and tiptoes to the thumping of running back and forth between our rooms, my dad would blearily emerge from his room, wrapping his robe around him. We lived in Wisconsin, so things like robes and slippers were necessities. Mom and I waited upstairs while the boys went down to stoke the fire, make hot chocolate (and coffee) and get everything ready. And when I say “we waited upstairs,” I mean Mom took her

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I like traditions. I like the sense of history, continuity and connection that seem inherent in most traditions. That may be partially why I went to UVA, a school chock full of secret societies, tradition, history and community. I know, I talk about UVA a lot, but that’s just how it’s going to be. Wahoowah. But I want to talk about personal traditions. I find that most of my traditions center around the holidays and even more so around food. Every Thanksgiving, for as long as I can remember, we’ve had pumpkin roll. Every Christmas morning my brother demands his traditional Christmas breakfast called Easy Cheesy. Every November I host a “Friendsgiving” and every December I host my annual “Birthmas”

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