When I feel like baking something beautiful, sweet, and reaching toward my Italian roots, I bake a crostata. I love the jewel tones of the (homemade) jam, the not-too-sweet dough, the pleasure I see in my family’s eyes when they know they will soon get a tasty slice. For me, a piece of crostata isContinue reading “Gotta Love a Crostata – #1”