Baking

The Journey Cake

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The memory of a pastry my husband and I carried from Italy to L.A. carries me through my grief over his death.

On Father’s Day, Grief Tastes Like Berry Cobbler

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When Dad was here, we made olallieberry jam on Father’s Day. Now that he’s gone, our sweet tradition has evolved. 

The Bread I Still Can’t Bear To Bake

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Some people say grief is bitter, but I say it is nutty whole-wheat flavored, slightly sweet with molasses.

Sweet Therapy

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Word to the wise: a modern house of mourning requires copious amounts of chocolate. Bake these cookies the next time you need to show your love.