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Honey Halva And Cardamom Biscotti

Finding warmth in the middle of a cold city can be a challenge. When I first moved to Boston, I struggled to make connections with people and find the type of social comfort I needed to feel settled. This is a recipe inspired by a coffee date with a new friend. We shared the drink of the day, which was…

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Peanut Butter Jelly Bread

I used to call my PB&Js “peanut butter–scented sandwiches.” My ma would buy those already-swirled-together pinstripe jars of peanut butter and jelly and spread a good ¼ cup (60 g) onto a couple of slabs of thick-sliced potato bread. For her, the ratio of peanut butter to jelly in the jar was perfect. For me, I never liked that much…

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Chocolate, Chocolate Veneer Cake

I don’t have a big taste for icings, especially sugar-saturated ones that are dense. For the most part, I like my cakes unembellished, served underneath a dollop of cold whipped cream. Hand me my cupcake with a swirl of buttercream taller than the cake itself, and I will scrape 95 percent of it off and into my napkin. I’m sure…

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Quinoa Banana Bread Muffins

Road trips were the highlight of my daddy’s summer, and he’d put all his money into them because it meant he’d be back with his family in Mississippi again. Our family of five would ride from the southern part of Florida up and across the panhandle and into Shelby, Mississippi, stopping as little as possible. He wouldn’t stop at all…

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Five-Spice Coconut Rice Pudding

Unsurprisingly, I first stumbled on the effluvious Chinese five-spice powder in Chinatown in Boston. One of my favorite restaurants off of Tyler Street seasoned their syrup with the complex spice to spill over warm egg waffles. Ever since then, I’ve been fascinated by the mix of fragrant clove, the crushed peppercorns that add woodsy heat and the sharp licorice notes…

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Zucchini Bread

I remember asking my mom what those translucent chunks of food were that were showing up in her pots of chicken soup. “It’s zucchini squash,” she’d say, and I’d stare into the pot with confusion, wondering how it turned from green to clear. So she started letting me prep the zucchini so I could witness its transformation from the beginning.…

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Tofu Chocolate Chip Cookies

I used to lose my enthusiasm for eating silken tofu after watching the way it’d jiggle coming out of the package, or after feeling it slush around like Jell-O in my mouth. While I squirmed, I still felt the pressure to eat it when I searched for solid sources of protein. But then I learned how well it mixes up…

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Chocolate Cookies

I was never a fan of Double Stuf Oreo cookies, because I was the girl who’d scrape the icing out of the center of her Oreo anyway. The icing would disrupt the way the cookie would dissolve in my mouth after being saturated with milk. So because I can help it, I’ll get it out of the way now. EGG-FREE,…

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Orange Peel Pound Cake

I miss summer days at my Big Ma’s house, when we’d sit in the driveway in an uncle or aunt’s parked car—all four of us cousins, each propping a door open with an extended leg—peeling back the skins of the fresh oranges Granny’d bought from the man who’d ride his bike down the street selling produce. I could feel the…

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Apple Cider Monkey Bread

There’s a doughnut shop tucked away in the corner of the Boston Public Market not too far from Faneuil Hall. One day, I walked into the large building exhausted from a stroll through the rambunctious produce stalls at Haymarket, and might’ve passed by the small countertop had it not been for the glorious, wafting incense of buttery cinnamon and cider…

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