“The Fourth of July party was in three hours and I’d completely blanked on the dessert,” I muttered, staring at my nearly empty fridge. Everyone … Read more

Introduction Last Fourth of July, I was waiting in line at the local grocery store when the faint scent of cherry candy and lime soda … Read more

The summer I turned thirty, I was fumbling around in my tiny city kitchen, trying to make something sweet with the handful of blueberries I’d … Read more

The summer sun was blazing, and I was minding my own business at the local hardware store, picking up some paint for a weekend project, … Read more

“The summer I turned twenty-eight, my neighbor wasn’t making a big deal of it. I’d stopped by just to borrow some sugar, and the scent … Read more