In the car today, telling you about cheesecake on my laptop. We’re on our way to the Boundary Waters, although I wish we were already there. Or at least to Duluth. Duluth is where this trip starts to get exciting. There’s a lake to look at. Trees. Rock faces scattered about. None of that has to do with cheesecake. Admittedly, we were late leaving, and at least a portion of our lateness is due to the fact that I was getting pictures ready for this post instead of packing. I wanted... more

We don’t make birthday cakes very often here. It’s not that I myself don’t enjoy and appreciate cake. My kids don’t. I know, what kid wouldn’t want to shove their face in a piece of frosting-covered sweetness? Mine. Now, don’t get me wrong. They like the idea of cake. They may even take their piece happily. Then a bite or two into it, abandonment. They’ve traded up to a side of celery or a pile of strawberries. I made a cake once for Kiwi. She... more