Comfort Food Classics

My neighbor wasn’t trying to impress anyone. I had stopped by on a Tuesday afternoon to return her hedge clippers—the ones she’d loaned me three … Read more

There used to be a tiny Southern restaurant tucked behind a gas station off Highway 11 that made the most ridiculous sweet potato casserole. When … Read more

I had refused to make green bean casserole for Thanksgiving for almost a decade. Let me tell you, I was smug about it too. Cream … Read more

My neighbor Jen wasn’t trying to impress anyone. I’d stopped by to borrow her extension ladder—mine had mysteriously vanished after a garage sale—and the smell … Read more

It was 11:47 PM on a Tuesday, and I had the kind of craving that sits in your bones — that deep, almost primal need … Read more

I swore I hated beef stew. For years. The kind of beef stew that haunted school cafeterias and sad Sunday dinners—mushy vegetables swimming in a … Read more

My nephew asked why I couldn’t just use fresh green beans instead of canned. I was about to launch into my well-rehearsed speech about tradition … Read more

This was supposed to be a simple chicken and dumplings night. I had the whole thing planned out in my head—shredded rotisserie chicken, a few … Read more

The last thing I expected to find wedged between a 1977 guide to macrame plant hangers and a stained copy of “Better Homes and Gardens” … Read more

My neighbor asked why I couldn’t just pour the glaze over the raw meatloaf before it went in the oven. I started to explain why … Read more