Appetizers

My husband had a very specific position on sushi for the better part of a decade. “It’s not real food,” he’d announce, watching me roll … Read more

There used to be a tiny Italian place on the corner of Elm and 4th called Rosalina’s that made the most incredible burrata salad. When … Read more

The pickle competition at my friend Sarah’s annual summer barbecue was in three days and I’d completely forgotten. Everyone else would be bringing their grandmother’s … Read more

It was 11:47 PM on a random Thursday, and I was hit with the kind of craving that makes you question your life choices. Not … Read more

I was supposed to be making a full bento box. You know, the kind with the little silicone cups, the carefully arranged fruit, the tiny … Read more

The woman at the next stall watched me poking at a bruised peach in my grocery bag, clearly disappointed. She didn’t say anything at first, … Read more

It was 11:47 PM on a random Wednesday, and I was staring into the fridge with that restless feeling—you know the one. Not hungry exactly, … Read more

I wasn’t expecting cooking advice from a plumber, but there I was, ankle-deep in a minor kitchen flood, listening to him describe exactly how to … Read more

My sister-in-law swore she hated pickles. For years. Wouldn’t touch them, wouldn’t even let one sit on her plate at a barbecue. Then last summer, … Read more

Last summer, I was at the community garden plot next to mine, watching my neighbor Maria wrestle with an overflowing basket of zucchini. She didn’t … Read more