I don’t need every spice in the world — just the ten that boss me around daily. These are the seasonings that rule my kitchen (and why).
I don’t need every spice in the world — just the ten that boss me around daily. These are the seasonings that rule my kitchen (and why).
Once upon a time, we feared butter. Now we post about it. Fat didn’t need a comeback—it needed forgiveness.
Good gravy isn’t fancy — it’s just done right. Here’s how I build it, why it matters, and my no-drippings backup recipe for stress-free holidays.
The truth at the table always finds its way out. From how we salt our food to how we pour the wine, the table never really lies.
On a small farm with red cabinets and the Three Sisters watching the valley, I built a stuffing that sounds like home—cornbread, tostones, chorizo, and bourbon-cherries. It’s the dish that stuck.
Farm tariffs and local farmers are colliding. USDA and Reuters show costs rising and exports shrinking. The squeeze is worst for small growers, which means fewer local tomatoes and less flavor on the table. This is not doom. It is erosion. And it changes how we cook and eat.
Some soups taste better the next day—and there’s science behind it. I learned the secret first with meatloaf sandwiches, then with tomato soup that deepened in flavor after resting. The Soup That Waits for You isn’t just about food—it’s about patience, flavor, and why waiting makes things better.
Sinatra taught me the room matters. A silent dining room proved it. Now I set the playlist first, then cook—the sound shapes the pace, the plate, and the night.
I learned compound butter on the line, finishing steaks, chops, and vegetables because we knew what it would do. Now I keep labeled logs at home. One coin turns “fine” into “oh, wow.”
Fall isn’t fall without pork shoulder. Slow-cooked and deeply comforting, it’s the dish that defines the season in my kitchen.Fall isn’t fall without pork shoulder. Slow-cooked and deeply comforting, it’s the dish that defines the season in my kitchen.