Crispy Tarragon Chicken with Caramelized Onions and Garlic
Tarragon is one of those herbs that took me years to fall properly in love with. For a long time it sat…
This is where I keep the recipes that have earned a permanent place at our table, from the Cajun dishes I grew up with in Louisiana to the slow weekend projects Patrick and I started making once we settled into our own kitchen. Some are quick weeknight fixes, some take all afternoon on purpose, and most of them come with a story attached, because in my experience the story is usually half of why a dish matters. Pull up a chair and have a look around.
Tarragon is one of those herbs that took me years to fall properly in love with. For a long time it sat…
My grandmother never let New Year's Day pass without a pot of peas on the stove, and she was particular about which…
The farm stand a few miles from us starts piling up Cinderella pumpkins every September, those squat, deeply ribbed, almost comically pretty…
There is a particular kind of Saturday that I look forward to all week, the kind where there's nowhere we have to…
The first warm Saturday of the year does something to a neighborhood. Doors that have been shut all winter prop themselves open.…
My grandmother kept a coffee can of bacon grease on the back of her stove for as long as I knew her,…
That first winter in Michigan, the snow came earlier and heavier than either Patrick or I expected. We'd grown up in places…
Years ago, all in the same year, my husband and I graduated from college, secured first time jobs, were married, bought first…