Amelia

I once served these little blackberry lavender cheesecakes at a high-brow garden wedding. Guests whispered, then moaned. Not figuratively—actual moans....

It’s dead winter, my feet are frozen, and the oven’s busted. I open the fridge and boom—there’s cream cheese, Cool...

You ever tasted something that made you pause, blink a few times, then close your eyes and whisper “holy hell”?...

The first time I made a banana caramel roll cake, I was 19, working back-of-house in a shoebox-sized patisserie in...

Let me tell you—there’s something about butter pecan that tastes like a front porch in Georgia, barefoot in July, sipping...

You ever sink your teeth into something so soft, so absurdly airy, it feels like biting into a cinnamon-sugar-dusted daydream?...

I once watched a pastry chef in Florence scream at a sous-chef for touching the cheesecake too soon out the...

That unmistakable whiff of warm sugar spinning in the air at a summer fair? That’s cotton candy. Sticky fingers, blue...

You ever taste something so rich, so wild, it actually stops you? Like, your fork’s halfway to your mouth again,...

Ever flipped a cake and prayed it lands like a gymnast? Yeah, same here. First time I made a pecan...