Greek Yogurt Bagels
I can still hear the clink of spoons against bowls, the soft chatter of little feet as they circle the kitchen island, and the warm, tangy smell that tells me …
I can still hear the clink of spoons against bowls, the soft chatter of little feet as they circle the kitchen island, and the warm, tangy smell that tells me …
The clatter of spoons and the soft shuffle of feet is my favorite kitchen soundtrack. Today the kids hum a tune while I pour bright pink syrup into the blender, …
I can still hear the clink of glasses from the last summer dinner we hosted. My youngest was running around the table, handing out little paper umbrellas, while the warm, …
I can still hear the clatter of plates when I make this peach lemonade. My kids rush in, one with a napkin, another balancing a small pile of lemon slices …
The kitchen filled with the small clatter of plates and the soft thud of a wooden spoon tapping the rim of a glass jar. My daughter leaned on the counter, …
The kitchen smells of warm pineapple and coconut, and my little ones are busy folding napkins while giggling about paper umbrellas. I can see the old wooden table where we …
The oven timer is quiet for once, but I still remember the small clatter of glasses while my kids set the table, and the bright smell of pineapple that drifted …
I can still hear the clatter of plates from Saturday dinner as the lavender scent rose from a pitcher on the counter, and my youngest came running to ask if …
I can still hear the clink of plates as my little one drags the wooden spoon across the pot’s rim, testing for that telltale simmer. The smell that curls up …
There is this quiet moment in my kitchen I never tire of. My youngest rattles the cutlery drawer while I lift the lid on a pan and the smell of …