Comfort Food Classics

I had been looking for a main course that didn’t require a circus act to pull off but still tasted like someone had spent all … Read more

“You know, for a meatloaf, this is actually kind of sexy.” My brother-in-law said that, fork halfway to his mouth, the bacon glaze catching the … Read more

The bag of cranberries had been sitting in my freezer since November. It was March, and I kept pushing it aside every time I dug … Read more

The pot was scraped clean. My husband actually licked his spoon. That never happens. He looked at me, spoon still in hand, and said, “Okay, … Read more

“So, like, what’s the soup situation?” My sister texted me that on a drizzly Tuesday afternoon, three words that somehow perfectly summed up the kind … Read more

My husband took a bite of this pumpkin sourdough bread, stopped mid-chew, and just looked at me. Not in a dramatic way—he’s not that kind … Read more

Pork shoulder shredding under two forks on a cutting board while smoke wafted from the grill and someone yelled “where are the buns?” from the … Read more

I had refused to make stuffing for Thanksgiving for almost a decade. Not because I didn’t like it—honestly, I loved it. But because I had … Read more

My neighbor Carol watched me struggle with a bag of sweet potatoes in my driveway last November. I was trying to juggle groceries, my keys, … Read more

I was standing in my kitchen last October, staring at a jar of sourdough discard that had been sitting in my fridge for what felt … Read more