Drinks

I burned the sugar three times before the cinnamon rim actually crisp. Honestly, I was standing over a small saucepan with a smoky alarm going … Read more

It was 2008, and the radiator was clanking like a dying engine. I remember shivering in my oversized cardigan, waiting for the kettle to boil … Read more

My husband asked for cozy slow cooker apple cider for two three nights in a row without being prompted. He just stood in the kitchen … Read more

The first frost hit the windowpane hard that October evening, and I was standing in my kitchen with a bottle of decent tequila, a jug … Read more

“Is it going to bubble like a real witch’s brew?” My niece, all of eight years old, peered over the table, her eyes wide. I … Read more

The first real chill of October settled into the house around four in the afternoon, and the only thing I wanted was a drink that … Read more

The rain was thrashing against the coffee shop window, and I had exactly $4.37 in my checking account. My friend Sarah had just texted me … Read more

I did not trust apple cider in a margarita until one particular Tuesday in early October. My sister-in-law handed me a glass at her annual … Read more

“This tastes like the whole season just hugged me from the inside.” My sister said that last November, holding a warm mug of slow cooker … Read more

My husband handed me his half-empty mug on a Tuesday morning and said, “You can keep going to Starbucks, but honestly, this is better.” He … Read more