Cozy Stuffed Acorn Squash with Wild Rice and Cranberries
The neighborhood fall potluck was in six hours and I’d completely forgotten. I mean, completely. I was standing in my kitchen at 2 PM staring … Read more
The neighborhood fall potluck was in six hours and I’d completely forgotten. I mean, completely. I was standing in my kitchen at 2 PM staring … Read more
The guy at the community garden plot next to mine, Marcus, watched me fumbling with a bag of dried beans one Saturday morning. He didn’t … Read more
My brother-in-law, Mark, swore he hated squash. For years. The man would visibly recoil at the sight of a butternut cube on a holiday platter. … Read more
It was 11:47 PM on a particularly dreary Tuesday in early November, and I had a gnawing, undeniable craving for lasagna. But not the kind … Read more
I was standing in the frozen food aisle last November when the cold air from the open freezer door hit my faceโand suddenly I was … Read more
My husband claimed for years that he didn’t like shrimp. “Too rubbery,” he’d say, pushing them to the side of his plate at restaurants. “They … Read more
The church potluck was in six hours and I’d completely forgotten. I was standing in my kitchen at 3 PM on a Saturday, staring at … Read more
My neighbor, a retired butcher named Frank, watched me wrestling with a skillet of sputtering chicken thighs one Tuesday evening and didn’t say anything at … Read more
I was standing in the plumbing aisle of our local hardware store last November, trying to figure out which pipe wrench wasn’t going to break … Read more
My neighbor wasn’t trying to impress anyone. I’d stopped by to return her slow cookerโthe one she’d loaned me three weeks prior, and honestly, I … Read more