I think my idea of the perfect Fall Sunday afternoon, is cozy at home, with Football in the background (the Lions, of course) and the...

Growing up, every Spring was marked by heading to grandma’s for a weekend full of jam making. The weekend started Friday night heading out to a near by farm to pick the strawberries. Saturday morning we would start and continue on through Sunday afternoon, making dozens of jars to last through the year! Only stopping to ride our bikes to Pelican (a local diner) for lunch! The fresh breeze blowing through the kitchen with the scent of sweet strawberries wafting in the air. As

The minute August 1st hits, my internal clock has me itching for all the Fall things! I cannot wait to get out my candy dishes and bowls...