There’s something magical about the holidays in Crete. Even though we don’t get snow, the winter breeze always carried the smell of cinnamon, warm spices, and sweet treats. When I …
The Story & Intro Growing up on the island of Crete, the kitchen was always the warmest room in our home especially when my grandmother baked anything filled with deep …
The Story & Intro Every time I bake brown butter molasses cookies, I’m instantly transported back to my grandmother’s warm kitchen in Crete. Even though molasses wasn’t something she used …
The Story & Intro I still remember the first time I baked molasses cookies with my grandmother in Crete. The kitchen smelled warm and spicy, a mix of ginger, cinnamon, …
The Story & Intro The first time I made Pistachio Holiday Fudge, I was in my little kitchen in Crete, surrounded by twinkling holiday lights and the warm smell of …
The Story & Intro There’s something magical about the moment the weather turns chilly and you’re wrapped up in a cozy sweater, craving something warm, sweet, and comforting. Every winter …
The Story & Intro Every year around the holidays, my kitchen in Crete turns into a little winter workshop except instead of snow and pine trees, you’ll find warm spices, …
The Story & Intro Every Christmas, the smell of warm spices fills my kitchen and instantly takes me back to my grandmother’s home in Crete. Even though eggnog isn’t traditionally …
The Story & Intro Every year when Christmas comes around, I get this warm, nostalgic feeling that takes me right back to my grandmother’s cozy kitchen in Crete. Even though …
The Story & Intro Growing up on the beautiful island of Crete, I learned early on that the sweetest moments in life usually began in the kitchen. My grandmother didn’t …