Comfort Food Classics

It was 10:47 PM on a rainy Tuesday, and I was hit with the kind of craving that doesn’t negotiate. I wanted chicken pot pie … Read more

The neighborhood fall potluck was in four hours and I’d completely forgotten. I mean, completely. I was standing in my kitchen at 2 PM, staring … Read more

I was standing in the frozen food aisle at the grocery store last Tuesday when the smell of butter and herbs hit me — not … Read more

The flaky, golden edge where the crimp meets the filling—that’s the whole reason I make these. Not the turkey, not the gravy, not even the … Read more

I need cornbread to be stale. That’s the thought that hits me every year around mid-November, usually while I’m standing in my kitchen staring at … Read more

I figured mac and cheese was a delicate, high-maintenance dish that demanded a roux cooked to perfection and a specific blend of fancy, melting cheeses. … Read more

I had claimed to hate mac and cheese for about seven years. Not in a dramatic, food-snob way—more like a quiet, consistent avoidance that just … Read more

My grandmother handed me her dressing recipe on a stained index card and said, “Don’t mess it up.” I took that personally. For years, I … Read more

I’d been telling anyone who would listen that I wasn’t a squash person for, oh, a solid decade. “Too sweet,” I’d say with a shrug. … Read more

The school potluck was in six hours and I’d completely forgotten. Every other parent would be bringing their signature dishes—the ones they’d been perfecting for … Read more