the best peach cobbler

i have a sweet tooth.  in fact, i suspect that every molar in my mouth has a sweet predisposition.  to my dentist’s chagrin, i always get a hankering for something sweet right about when the dinner dishes are put up to dry.  once we started dating, I struggled to find something that would tempt her into sharing my late night dessert dalliances: lemon meringue pie, apple tartlettes, cantaloupe gelato.  but it was to no avail.  I could slave away in the kitchen for hours on something and she wouldn’t take more than a taste.  and then she tasted this cobbler.


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first date pasta

i fell in love pretty quickly — somewhere between the starbucks coffee/hours of conversation and the first dinner date at my house. when you’re dating a trained chef, it just doesn’t make sense to go to a restaurant. i wanted to know what i was getting myself into. he came over with a backpack full of tupperware containers, each filled with ingredients to make the perfect pasta. turkey stuffed agnolotti, topped with fresh parmesan. he had me at the first bite.


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