Sweet Heat Cranberry Jalapeno Crostini: Easy Fall Appetizer
I swore I didn’t like appetizers. Let me explain—it wasn’t the food itself, it was the pressure. Showing up to a fall gathering with a … Read more
I swore I didn’t like appetizers. Let me explain—it wasn’t the food itself, it was the pressure. Showing up to a fall gathering with a … Read more
My neighbor, Mrs. Gable, watched me haul a grocery bag of canned pumpkin out of my car and didn’t say anything at first. Then she … Read more
It was 11:47 PM on a rainy Thursday, and I had a specific craving for something I absolutely could not afford. A standing rib roast. … Read more
My neighbor asked why I couldn’t just throw the leftover ham bone in a pot with some beans and call it soup. I started to … Read more
The neighborhood potluck was in four hours and I’d completely forgotten. Everyone else would be bringing their signature dishes—Maria’s famous baked ziti that she’d been … Read more
I’m not supposed to play favorites with recipes, but this peppermint cheesecake has me completely hooked. It all started last December when my neighbor, an … Read more
The neighborhood Christmas brunch was in twelve hours and I’d completely forgotten. Everyone else would be bringing those elaborate, multi-day preparations—the kind of thing you … Read more
There used to be a tiny diner off Route 9 in Connecticut called The Bluebird that made the most ridiculous chicken and dumplings I have … Read more
My sister-in-law, Jen, wasn’t trying to impress anyone that Tuesday afternoon. I’d stopped by to borrow a luggage rack for a trip, and the smell … Read more
My husband swore he hated Brussels sprouts. For fifteen years. Fifteen! He’d make a face anytime they appeared on a menu, push them to the … Read more
I was standing in the frozen foods aisle of a grocery store I don’t normally go to last Tuesday when the cold air hit my … Read more
I was standing in the dairy aisle of the grocery store last Tuesday, staring at heavy cream like it had personally wronged me. The carton … Read more
There used to be a little steakhouse in the North End of Boston called Gennaro’s that made a beef tenderloin that I still dream about. … Read more
My neighbor, Karen, wasn’t trying to impress anyone that December afternoon. I’d stopped by to drop off a package that got delivered to my house … Read more
This was supposed to be a slow-simmered mulled wine. I had the oranges studded with cloves, the cinnamon sticks ready, and a bottle of red … Read more
My sister asked why I couldn’t just pour the egg mixture straight into the muffin tin without sautéing the vegetables first. I started to explain … Read more
I was digging through a dusty box of old postcards at a flea market last fall—not exactly the place you’d expect to find a life-changing … Read more
It was 11:47 PM on a rainy Tuesday, and I had a very specific craving for something warm, savory, and deeply comforting. The kind of … Read more
My friend Jen asked why I couldn’t just pour the cream sauce right over the chicken breasts while they baked instead of making it separately … Read more
I was standing in the middle of a chilly Saturday afternoon, staring into my refrigerator like it held the secrets to the universe. The truth … Read more