Comfort Food Classics

My neighbor, Carol, wasn’t trying to impress anyone that Tuesday morning. I’d stopped by to borrow a cup of brown sugar (a last-minute baking crisis, … Read more

“Mom, is that meatloaf again?” My teenage son, the pickiest eater I know, dropped his backpack and wrinkled his nose. I just smiled, pulled the … Read more

The neighborhood cookie swap was in three hours and I’d completely forgotten. Everyone else would be bringing those elaborate things—you know, the ones with three … Read more

The cinnamon and brown sugar — that thick, almost sticky sweetness that fills the kitchen before you’ve even fully woken up — still takes me … Read more

My sister-in-law showed up at my door on Christmas Eve with a bottle of eggnog, a loaf of stale brioche, and a sheepish grin. “I … Read more

Late November, the kitchen window steamed up from a pot of boiling water, and the only thing I wanted was that sweet potato casserole. Not … Read more

It was 10:47 PM on a particularly gloomy Tuesday, and I was hit with a craving for something warm, custardy, and full of fall spices. … Read more

The first weekend of October hit and I had promised friends we’d do an Oktoberfest thing — you know, the whole deal with pretzels, beer, … Read more

We were both broke, both pretending we knew how to cook, and both desperately trying to impress a few people from work who were coming … Read more

Last Tuesday, I was at the farmer’s market, wrestling with a stubborn bag of potatoes that kept slipping out of my hand. An older woman … Read more