Honestly, I think the best recipes come from being proven wrong. My friend Mark asked me why I couldn’t just bake the salmon on a … Read more

I was at the town dump last November, unloading a trunk full of cardboard boxes, when the guy sorting recycling started talking about Thanksgiving bread. … Read more

I was standing in the freezer aisle of our local grocery store last Tuesday, staring at a bag of frozen peas like it held the … Read more

The neighborhood chili cook-off was in six hours and I’d completely forgotten. Everyone else would be bringing their secret-ingredient, slow-simmered-for-two-days masterpieces. I had a half-empty … Read more

I was standing in line at the hardware store last Tuesday, holding a bag of soil and a new trowel, when the plumber in front … Read more

I was supposed to be making stuffing. That was the plan, anyway. I had the bread cubed, the celery diced, and my grandmother’s old recipe … Read more

My husband claimed to hate chicken pot pie for fifteen years. Fifteen years. Every time I’d mention making one, he’d make that face—you know the … Read more