This is the PERFECT carrot cake. It doesn't require an insane amount of ingredients and leaves you with a perfectly moist and sweet cake you'll be proud to either share OR demolish solo dolo.

One of my absolute favorite things to cook in my skillet is a crumbly pound cake. Buttery, delicately sweet and undeniably Southern, it’s a call back to the many women who are a part of my DNA.

One of my absolute favorite dishes my mom would make is glazed carrots. They were served swimming in a sweet buttery glaze that clung to each carrot round making it shimmer in the shallow bowl.

There are so many different cookware brands on the market right now, it can feel overwhelming trying to choose which is best for your lifestyle.

Now, of course you can make this meal for your significant other but I’m hoping you’ll realize how significant your non-romantic friendships are and treat your tribe to the best Galentine’s Day.

This blackberry cobbler is like a warm hug from my mama. It’s hearty, juicy and made my entire house smell like a cinnamon bomb went off (which is a good thing).

I am torn into pieces. Suspended somewhere between disbelief and true heartache. I don’t know how to come back to normal. I don’t know where normal is. A riptide of grief I can’t loosen from.

Much like the Italian variety, my soup would feature a green—in this case collards instead of escarole or spinach, black eyed peas in the place of white beans or pasta, and pork jowl bacon instead...