Easy Loaded Buffalo Chicken Dip for Game Day
There used to be a bar, a tiny, dimly lit place tucked behind a laundromat on the corner of Elm and 3rd, that made the … Read more
There used to be a bar, a tiny, dimly lit place tucked behind a laundromat on the corner of Elm and 3rd, that made the … Read more
My neighbor across the hall, an older Greek woman named Eleni, watched me struggling with a mountain of zucchini from my community garden plot one … Read more
My nephew, Leo, asked me last year why I couldn’t just use a straw to poke the holes in the boiled eggs. I started to … Read more
There used to be a little dive bar called The Cauldron on the edge of town that made a buffalo chicken dip that was pure … Read more
My neighbor’s kid asked why I couldn’t just dump everything in one bowl and call it a day. I was mid-sentence explaining why layer dips … Read more
I was supposed to be making caramel popcorn. That was the plan for our little Halloween movie nightโsomething sweet, something easy, something I could toss … Read more
I was standing in the frozen food aisle last Tuesday, just staring at a bag of chicken wings like an absolute weirdo. The fluorescent lights … Read more
Last Tuesday, I was elbow-deep in flour on my kitchen counter, trying to salvage a batch of dough that felt more like concrete than something … Read more
There used to be a dive bar on the corner of 6th and Main called The Silver Bullet that made the most ridiculous nacho platter … Read more
The neighborhood Oktoberfest party was in six hours and I had completely forgotten. Everyone else would be bringing slow-braised pork shoulders, homemade sauerkraut that had … Read more