Crispy Maple Roasted Delicata Squash Rings: Easy Side Dish
“Wait—you can eat the skin?” My sister-in-law, Claire, was staring at the half-moon slices on my cutting board like I’d just announced we were having … Read more
“Wait—you can eat the skin?” My sister-in-law, Claire, was staring at the half-moon slices on my cutting board like I’d just announced we were having … Read more
It was 10:47 PM on a drizzly Thursday in late February, and I had a crazy craving for something warm and chocolatey. The kids were … Read more
I was standing in the checkout line at the grocery store the Tuesday before Halloween, clutching a pack of hot dogs and a tube of … Read more
The woman at the community garden plot next to mine watched me wrestling with a bag of spinach that had somehow turned into a science … Read more
Someone asked me last week why I always have a bag of frozen peas in my freezer. It’s not for quick side dishes, and it’s … Read more
My neighbor, a quiet retired chemist named Harold, asked why I couldn’t just use butterfly pea flower tea to make the punch purple. I started … Read more
That first spoonful—the way the broth clings to the pasta, the little puddle of ricotta melting into a creamy cloud—still takes me straight to my … Read more
Dumped a whole butternut squash onto the baking sheet at 5:47 PM, kids circling like tiny sharks, and realized I’d forgotten to thaw the chicken. … Read more
My friend Jenna swore she hated Halloween desserts for years. A whole decade, at least. Every October, she’d roll her eyes at the plastic cauldrons … Read more
I was standing in the parking lot of a grocery store I never go to last Tuesday when the smell of someone’s grill hit me … Read more
I burned the first batch of acorn squash I ever made. Not just a little charred—I mean, the bottom was black, and my kitchen filled … Read more
I was standing in the checkout line at the craft store last October, my cart overflowing with orange crepe paper and those fake spiderwebs that … Read more
This was supposed to be a batch of oatmeal raisin cookies. I had the oats measured, the raisins plumped in warm water, and my grandmother’s … Read more
There used to be a tiny dive bar called The Rusty Lantern on the corner of Elm and 3rd in my old neighborhood that made … Read more
That one candy eyeball, slightly off-center, staring up at you from a dark chocolate shell—and that’s the whole point. I made these spooky monster cake … Read more
The neighborhood Halloween potluck was in three hours and I’d completely forgotten. Everyone else would be bringing those elaborate, multi-day preparations—you know, the kind that … Read more
There used to be a little Southern place off Highway 280 called The Blue Rooster that made chicken and dumplings that ruined me for all … Read more
My sister-in-law Jen wasn’t trying to impress anyone that Tuesday afternoon. I’d stopped by to borrow a gardening trowel—mine had snapped in half on a … Read more
I want deviled eggs for the Halloween party, obviously. But I want them to look like they belong on a platter next to fake cobwebs … Read more
My nephew’s fifth birthday party was a whole theme—monsters, slime, the works. I was in charge of the snack table, which felt easy enough until … Read more