When the crisper months drift in, we are drawn to the home’s culinary heart. The oven provides us with a special kind of warmth and a constant flow of sweet and savory comfort.
Our homes are living organisms, our lifeblood: They breathe, consume and sleep in synchronization with time’s passing. The seasons turn like a clock, and as each rolls around a new variety of liveliness fills the air: Bare feet scamper in and out of a slamming screen door in the summer while boots shuffle and shake off snow in the entryway in the winter. Year in and year out, these fluctuations happen to rooms as well as their inhabitants, and the
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