There’s something magical about the smell of bubbling peaches, cinnamon, and buttery crust drifting through the kitchen. It takes me right back to summers at my aunt’s farmhouse in Georgia. We’d pick ripe peaches straight from the tree, still warm from the sun, and by dinnertime, there was always a ...

This recipe started during a backyard cookout when I didn’t want to turn on the oven but still craved something sweet. I had a basket of ripe apricots, some almond flour dough from earlier in the week, and a grill already hot. The result? A caramelized, juicy tart that tasted like summer in every bi...

I remember the first time I had strawberry rhubarb crisp  it was at a potluck with paper plates and lawn chairs, and it tasted like pure summer. That sweet-tart combo hit just right. When I started making it myself, I added an oat-almond topping that gets golden and crisp, while the fruit bubbles un...

One of the first “fancy” desserts I ever made for a party was this Fresh Fruit Pizza. I was short on time, had random fruit in the fridge, and needed something fun. It turned out so beautiful, and people raved about it like I’d baked a masterpiece. It’s now a go-to in our house — especially during s...

🍽 Sarah’s Story:

This trifle came together after one of our Saturday farmer’s market runs — I had fresh blackberries, a tub of Greek yogurt, and leftover almond pound cake from the day before. The kids were begging for something sweet, and I wanted something light and pretty. The result? A healthy ...

A little story from Sarah…

One hot July afternoon, I found myself standing in front of the freezer, fanning my face and searching for anything cold. My kids were sweaty, cranky, and begging for a snack. I didn’t want to hand them a sugar bomb from the store, so I grabbed some frozen raspberries, sq...

The first time I made these…

It was one of those warm days when the fridge needed something cold and creamy. I had a handful of ripe strawberries, a tub of Greek yogurt, and a craving for cheesecake... but not the kind that takes hours or leaves you in a food coma.

So I made these Strawberry Chees...

The first time I made this…

It was a late July evening, the kids had purple-stained fingers from picking wild blackberries near the fence, and I had more berries than I knew what to do with. I didn’t feel like making a pie, but I did want something warm and homey — with that nostalgic “grandma’s ki...

The first time I made this…

We’d just come home from the farmer’s market with a big bag of fresh cherries — the kind that are so good you end up eating half of them on the drive home. 😅
But I saved enough to try something I’d been wanting to do for a while: a cleaned-up cherry pie.

I didn’t want a...

The first time I made this…

It was right after a trip to the farmers market — I had a giant basket of fresh blueberries, and the kids were begging for pie. But honestly? I didn’t want the sugar crash or store-bought crust.

So I tried a version that used clean ingredients: less sugar, a homemade cr...

I still remember the first time I made this peach cobbler. It was one of those chaotic Thursday nights — dishes in the sink, laundry halfway folded, and everyone asking, “Is there anything sweet?” (You know that moment, right?)

Instead of grabbing something processed from the pantry, I opened the f...