I love to share heirloom recipes, especially when they tell a story. My sister, Paula, was fifteen when I was born. Most of my childhood was spent either on her hip or by her side. She took me everywhere. People who didn’t know our family often assumed I was her...
I associate fall with baking, especially pumpkin-flavored treats. Even though it’s still over 100 degrees here in North Texas, I am not letting the weather stop me from dipping my toe into fall. I love to load up my cart of seasonal flavors at Trader...
My mother had the sweetest friends, but my favorite was Julia Johnson. When I arrived, her sons were grown and no longer living at the house. So, whenever my mother needed to run errands, she would drop me off at Julia’s house, and we would have the best time....
Welcome to my five-part series featuring easy appetizers your guests will love. Because having people over doesn’t have to mean spending hours in the kitchen, I’m sharing simple, delicious recipes that make entertaining feel a little easier and a lot more enjoyable....
Recently, I asked my Instagram community to share their legacy recipes with me. I described them as the recipes that, if the person who always made them were no longer here, would be deeply missed. The response reminded me just how much of our family history is tucked...
One of the secrets to hosting is having a rotation of entrees that you can make with your eyes closed. Why? Because it takes the pressure off your to-do list of what to prepare. My mother always coached me never to try a new recipe for the first time at one of my...
Hospitality is in my DNA. I founded Home with a Twist, a daughter’s twist on her mother’s traditions, in memory of my mother to celebrate her life and the gifts she shared with me. Mother loved to celebrate life’s occasions – big and small.
She taught me how to prepare fabulous food, entertain guests with style and design a traditional home with a pop of color and a splash of animal print. Share my fondness of blending Mother’s mid-century style with a modern spin.
After 40 years of gathering people around my table, I can tell you that most hosting stress comes from overthinking, not a lack of skill.
Your guests are coming for an escape and a warm welcome, not a white-glove inspection. When you stop treating party prep like a performance, hosting becomes something you actually look forward to.
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When I was little, spending the night at my big sister`s house was the best thing in the world. She`d let me stay up late, and in the morning she`d pull this warm cake out of the oven. The whole kitchen smelled like sugar and butter, and I thought she was the fanciest baker alive.
Turns out, the secret was just Bisquick, butter, sugar, and one egg. The crumb topping is brown sugar broiled to a golden brown.
When you have overnight guests waking up on a Saturday morning, a warm pan on the counter while the coffee brews welcomes everyone into the kitchen.
The sweetest hospitality comes right from a box in the pantry.
Comment CAKE and I will send you the recipe.
Did your family have a back-of-the-box recipe you still make?
I used to believe that hosting meant having it all together before anyone sat down. The right napkins folded the right way. The food timed perfectly. The house looking like no one actually lived in it.
But after forty years of opening my front door to people, I can tell you this. Some of the best conversations I`ve ever had happened over mismatched plates. Some of the deepest laughter happened when the recipe didn`t turn out. Some of the most meaningful moments happened when I stopped performing and just sat down with my guests.
Your table is already enough. The dishes in the sink, the chairs that don`t all match, the candle you lit to cover the fact that you burned the rolls. All of it.
Because the women sitting around your table didn`t come for the presentation. They came because you made room for them.
When was the last time you sat down at your own table and actually enjoyed being there?