Drink Recipes

My dad swore he hated the smell of cinnamon. For thirty years. Every holiday season, my mom would pull out the cinnamon sticks for mulled … Read more

The holiday cookie exchange was in twelve hours and I’d completely forgotten. Not just forgotten—I’d volunteered to bring the hot chocolate bar, which felt ambitious … Read more

It was 11:47 PM on a random Tuesday in December, and I was wide awake with a craving for something creamy, minty, and warm. I … Read more

I had refused to serve a Moscow Mule at any gathering for years. Let’s be honest, the whole copper mug thing felt a little too … Read more

The Christmas cookie swap was in three hours and I’d completely forgotten. Everyone else would be bringing elaborate, multi-day creations—the kind with laminated doughs, hand-piped … Read more

I was standing in the canned fruit aisle at the grocery store last December — just grabbing some cranberry sauce for a last-minute dinner — … Read more

The neighborhood holiday party was in four hours and I had completely forgotten. Everyone else would be bringing elaborate appetizers, fancy desserts, and bottles of … Read more

There used to be a tiny Puerto Rican bakery on a side street in my old neighborhood, just off the main drag where nobody ever … Read more

My brother swore he hated hot cocoa. For years. The powdered stuff from the packets? Too sweet, he’d say, with a wrinkled nose. The fancy … Read more

The summer I turned thirty-two, my neighbor Diane swore she hated pomegranates. “Too much work,” she’d mutter, waving a hand every time she saw me … Read more

My friend Jen asked why I couldn’t just use store-bought dried oranges for the cocktail garnish I was stressing over. I started to explain why … Read more

The neighborhood cookie exchange was in twelve hours and I’d completely forgotten. Everyone else would be bringing those elaborate, three-day projects—the kind with hand-piped royal … Read more

This was supposed to be a simple hot chai. You know, the kind you curl up with on a rainy afternoon, steam curling around your … Read more

I was hunched over my laptop at the local coffee shop, trying to figure out how to make a holiday punch that didn’t taste like … Read more

It was 11:47 PM on a rainy Wednesday, and a very specific craving hit. Not for just any latte, but for that seasonal chestnut praline … Read more

My sister-in-law, Jen, wasn’t trying to impress anyone that Tuesday afternoon. I’d stopped by to borrow a luggage rack for a trip, and the smell … Read more

My neighbor, Karen, wasn’t trying to impress anyone that December afternoon. I’d stopped by to drop off a package that got delivered to my house … Read more

This was supposed to be a slow-simmered mulled wine. I had the oranges studded with cloves, the cinnamon sticks ready, and a bottle of red … Read more

I was digging through a dusty box of old postcards at a flea market last fall—not exactly the place you’d expect to find a life-changing … Read more

My brother had claimed to hate coconut for thirty-two years. Thirty-two years of pushing away anything with a hint of shredded coconut, of making faces … Read more