One of my earliest cooking memories involves my mother and chocolate fudge.  I was sitting on the kitchen counter a safe distance from the bubbling pot as the mixture boiled away on the stove.  I watched in amazement as the candy thermometer registered higher and higher temperatures until it wasRead More →

I’m having a hard time writing this post without hearing Tina Fey saying “Uhlaskuh” in my head.  Nevertheless, the aforementioned dessert is so fantastic that I will bravely forge ahead. I don’t remember when I first started making Baked Alaska.  I do know that it was pre-egg allergy in the family,Read More →