Every Christmas, my grandmother would bring out a little tin filled with bourbon balls — nestled in paper cups, dusted with powdered sugar, and so full of rich, chocolatey goodness you had to close your eyes for a second with each bite.

I didn’t know then how Kentucky that tradition really was — bu...

I first had this cake at a baby shower and let me tell you, I went back for seconds before I even asked for the recipe. It was so creamy, so soft, and that strawberry flavor hit all the right notes. Now it’s my go-to for potlucks and holidays when I need something simple but unforgettable. Bonus: it...

I made my first strawberry trifle for a bridal shower when I was 23 — and I was so nervous. But once I layered it up and saw how pretty it looked (and how fast it disappeared), I knew I had a go-to dessert forever. Now I make it every spring — sometimes in a big glass bowl, sometimes in individual j...

Some of my favorite memories are from summer nights at the old drive-in, sipping a thick strawberry milkshake in the backseat while watching a movie under the stars. That classic flavor — creamy vanilla, real strawberries, and just the right amount of sweetness — never gets old. Now, I make it at ho...

This recipe brings back every single church potluck from my childhood. Someone always brought strawberry pretzel salad, and it always disappeared first. Sweet, salty, creamy, crunchy — it hits every craving. My mom taught me to make it when I was a teenager, and now it’s one of my go-to’s for family...

This was one of those “special occasion pies” my mom made when company was coming over. It looked so fancy with that shiny red strawberry topping, but it was secretly easy and always got compliments. Now I make it whenever I want to impress without stressing, especially during berry season. One bite...

This was the dessert my mom brought to every Easter dinner and baby shower. Fluffy angel food cake, juicy strawberries, and cool whipped topping — it always looked fancy, but it was secretly so easy. I remember sneaking spoonfuls from the fridge as it chilled, always hoping no one would notice that ...

This was our “treat” growing up when we didn’t have time to bake. My mom would slice fresh strawberries, whip up some cream, and just like that — dessert was served. It felt so special even though it was so simple. Now, I serve it to my own kids when we need something sweet but not heavy, and they l...

Every summer growing up, my dad would crank the old ice cream maker on the back porch. I’d sit barefoot, watching the rock salt melt while the sweet scent of strawberries filled the air. That first cold spoonful? Heaven. These days, I skip the hand-crank but keep all the homemade charm with this sim...

This was the first dessert I ever made all by myself. I was 12, using strawberries from my mom’s garden and a pie crust from scratch. I still remember how proud I felt pulling it out of the fridge — that glossy red shine and sweet strawberry smell meant summer had officially arrived.

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This pudding came from one of those days when I wanted something sweet but not heavy. Something I could throw together with pantry staples no oven, no mixer, just a whisk and a spoon. The combo of creamy coconut and bright lime reminds me of beach vacations, and the texture? Like silky pie filling i...

These little tarts came from one of those “what do I do with this leftover fruit?” moments — and now they’re a staple summer treat in our house. I love how the juicy blackberries and bright lime pop against the creamy filling, and no one ever guesses the crust is made from nuts. They look like somet...