Slow Cooker Chicken Enchilada Soup: Easy 5-Ingredient Recipe
This was supposed to be chicken tortilla soup. I had the whole plan mapped out in my head—crispy strips on top, a lime wedge on … Read more
This was supposed to be chicken tortilla soup. I had the whole plan mapped out in my head—crispy strips on top, a lime wedge on … Read more
My friend Jen asked why I couldn’t just toss some sliced pears and a cinnamon stick into a pitcher of white wine and call it … Read more
I swore I hated clam chowder. For years, actually. The stuff from cans was this gloppy, flour-thickened paste with rubbery little clams that tasted more … Read more
I want a pecan pie bar that tastes like a Friday night in late October but doesn’t require me to wrestle with a full pie … Read more
The bacon was already out, half-eaten from breakfast, and ground beef was thawing in the sink because I’d planned burgers. Then my kid walked in … Read more
I was standing in the middle of a grocery store aisle last October when a woman walked by carrying a lit pumpkin spice candle, and … Read more
The neighborhood fall block party was in three hours and I’d completely forgotten. Everyone else would be bringing elaborate displays—one neighbor had been bragging for … Read more
My husband took a bite of this cranberry orange glazed turkey breast, stopped chewing, and just looked at me. That look—the one that says “don’t … Read more
I wasn’t expecting cooking advice from my accountant, but there I was, knee-deep in tax receipts and feeling sorry for myself, when Mr. Henderson started … Read more
It was 11:47 PM on a rainy Thursday in November, and I had a very specific craving. Not for food—for a drink that felt like … Read more
An older woman at the farmers’ market named Rosa watched me picking through a bin of apples, turning each one over like I was searching … Read more
There used to be a tiny diner off Highway 9 in upstate New York called The Apple Basket that made the most incredible apple cinnamon … Read more
Third time in as many weeks and I finally stopped adding things. That was the moment this creamy Panera chicken and wild rice soup stopped … Read more
The soup was gone before I even finished ladling the last bowl. My husband, who usually takes his time eating, had already scraped his bowl … Read more
The neighborhood chili cook-off was in three hours and I’d completely forgotten. I had volunteered to bring a main dish—something hearty, something that could feed … Read more
My husband had claimed to hate pumpkin for fifteen years. Fifteen years. He’d wrinkle his nose at pumpkin bread, side-eye pumpkin soup, and politely decline … Read more
I was elbow-deep in a bag of frozen peas last Tuesday, digging for the one that had escaped its brethren and rolled to the back … Read more
I figured a slow cooker soup basically made itself—dump everything in, walk away, come back to dinner. It took about one watery, flavorless attempt for … Read more
Late Sunday evening, and the only thing I want is a bowl of something that feels like a hug. The kitchen is quiet except for … Read more
My neighbor wasn’t trying to impress anyone. I’d stopped by to return her measuring cup—the one I’d borrowed three weeks ago and kept forgetting to … Read more