Appetizers

I was standing in my kitchen last Tuesday, staring at a jar of sourdough discard that had been sitting in my fridge for what felt … Read more

This was supposed to be a simple game-day Buffalo chicken dip. You know, the kind you scoop onto a chip and hope nobody hogs the … Read more

Someone asked me last week why I always seem to have a stash of these little homemade pizza kits in my fridge. I laughed, because … Read more

I was standing in line at the hardware store—of all places—holding a new drill bit I wasn’t even sure would fit my old drill, when … Read more

My neighbor, Sarah, wasn’t trying to impress anyone. I’d stopped by to borrow a ladder on a sweltering Saturday afternoon, and the smell of caramelizing … Read more

My neighbor asked why I couldn’t just dump everything in one bowl and call it a day. I started to explain why that wouldn’t work—then … Read more

It was 10:47 PM on a random Thursday, and I had a desperate need for something dippable. Not chips and salsa—that’s too easy. I wanted … Read more

My buddy Dave looked over my shoulder as I was stuffing cream cheese into jalapeño halves and asked why I couldn’t just throw everything in … Read more

I was getting my car’s oil changed last Tuesday—a chore I usually dread—when the mechanic, a quiet guy named Lenny who mostly just grunts and … Read more

I was standing in the frozen food aisle last Tuesday, staring at a bag of tortilla chips like it held the secrets to the universe, … Read more