Cranberry Hand Pies (Whole-Grain, Vegan & Gluten-Free)

don't let the "whole-grain, gluten-free, and vegan" part scare you away. I know the immediate reaction is an automatic "ew, gross." I know this because I have heard this reaction from friends upon hearing these categories. These cranberry hand pies will satisfy your butter-loving friends too, which makes them a practical choice for holiday baking.

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Chocolate Cranberry Pecan Tart (Gluten-Free)

As Thanksgiving rolled around this year, I found myself at a loss on the dessert front, which is normally my creative arena. I love the flavors of the holiday season, but I crave novelty. Thankfully, I found inspiration in this chocolate cranberry pecan tart, but being stumped made me think. When does tradition lose its comfort and become boring and/or monotonous?

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How I Christmas’d in 2020: Simplifying, Appreciating & Sharing

Like snowfall on Christmas morning, this past year, I saw a brighter beauty. The soil, the roots, the dormancy of my past life still existed in me, but there was so much sparkle in this new coating, so much brightness. I wanted to pull all the warm moments close to my chin, like snuggling under a protective winter quilt. There was so much warmth to this Christmas, much more than a day. This is how I Christmas'd in 2020...

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How We Celebrated Chrismukkah & the Importance of Traditions

As a kid, I was always searching for traditions. I orchestrated (read: made my family suffer through) an annual Christmas play with my best friend, complete with violin and piano solos. There were spreads or ring bologna, cheddar cheese, and soda. As an adult, I’m still searching for traditions, but now I err on the side of prosciutto, smoked gouda, and wine. It’s all too easy to let traditions slip away, to avoid the effort, or to overstress (hi!), but these intentional celebrations enrich our lives.

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Dark Chocolate S’mores Cookies & Solstice Wishes

"I love s'mores," he hinted. "I love cookies," he hinted. So I went to the kitchen to heed the hints. I heated the oven, whisked, poured, whirled, and then swirled homemade fluff into a chocolate dough. I crushed whole-grain graham crackers and sprinkled them over the swirls. I watched as the warm oven solidified the textures into a magical campfire cookie. I tried to savor the moment - the warm kitchen, the chocolatey smell, the way he smiled after the first taste test.

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