Appetizers

I wasn’t supposed to be there for the food. I’d stopped by my neighbor Carla’s place to pick up a package that got delivered to … Read more

There used to be a tiny, dimly lit gastropub in Portland called The Tipsy Cauliflower that made the most insane buffalo cauliflower bites on the … Read more

My sister asked why I couldn’t just throw a whole wheel of brie on a board and call it a day. I was in the … Read more

I was standing in line at the hardware store—of all places—when the guy ahead of me, an older plumber named Frank with a coffee stain … Read more

It was 11:47 PM on a random Wednesday, and I had a ridiculous, undeniable craving for a soft pretzel. Not the sad, dry, salted kind … Read more

Last Tuesday, I was staring into the fridge, and honestly, I had nothing. The Super Bowl party was in three hours, and I’d completely forgotten … Read more

I was standing in my driveway last Saturday, arms full of grocery bags, when the smell hit me — someone three houses down was smoking … Read more

I’m not supposed to play favorites with recipes, but these loaded buffalo chicken nachos have me completely hooked. There’s something about that first bite — … Read more

The Super Bowl party was in six hours and I’d completely forgotten. My phone had been blowing up all morning with texts about who was … Read more

My neighbor, a retired baker named Frank, watched me one afternoon as I stood in my driveway, staring into a jar of sourdough discard like … Read more