It’s a Thursday morning in November, and I am not at work. I will also not be at work tomorrow, because I am working on another wedding cake with my lovely friend Su. And my boss knows why I am off. Incidentally, I’ve also recently been commissioned by a coworker to make 100 cupcakes for… Continue reading A Girl Takes A Day Off
I am convinced that unless you live in a luxury condo in Manhattan (or any of the five boroughs except for Staten Island), you will not have a kitchen large enough to do any kind of “real” cooking or baking for lack of counter space, oven space, storage space or even simply walking around space.… Continue reading Shelf Love and a Little Bit of Fame
It is a sticky, uncomfortably hot Sunday in June…Our heroine is lying on her couch, exhausted from her belated birthday weekend, writing an entry in her blog. It seems that she hasn’t written in a while and wishes to address the lack of posting — apparently, people actually notice when she hasn’t written in a… Continue reading What I Have Been Up To
I have big news to announce! I have been given my first opportunity to do A WEDDING CAKE for one of the girls my sister knew in high school! But wait! There’s more! The bride also asked if I would do cookies for a cookie buffet with four cookie varieties (chocolate chip, Mexican wedding, oatmeal… Continue reading Big News!
I’ve changed my blog name to A Girl Bakes In New York. Somehow, A Pinch of This, A Dash of That just didn’t feel right. I don’t think it ever really did except at the time of this blog’s creation, I wanted a name that was more all-encompassing yet still related to food…I didn’t want… Continue reading What’s In A Name?
It seems that charitable causes and baking are coming hand in hand in my life lately. In April will be The Great American Bake Sale, which I learned last week will be at Brooklyn Flea at the Fort Greene location. The flea market is outdoors and my fellow bakers and I will be there in… Continue reading Baking for a Cause
Indian sweets, or mithai, first introduced themselves to my palate when I was 11 years old, at an Indian restaurant called Akbar in Long Island where we were celebrating one of my relatives’ birthdays. I am not of Indian descent, but I have a great-aunt who married an Indian man and so through marriage, I… Continue reading An Afternoon of Sweet Silk