Welcome to my gardening series, “Plotting in the Garden,” where I bravely (read: recklessly) attempt to prove that I might not have a green thumb, but hey—miracles happen every day.

Bread has been my final baking boss. The Big Bad. The yeasty beast that simply Would. Not. Rise.

Moms, let’s talk about self-care for a second.

I had every intention of making these beauties from scratch—truly, I did.

Think: fluffy naan rounds, organic marinara (because only the finest for her palate), and freshly shredded mozzarella.

There’s something grounding about making pesto from scratch