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Evenings like that often start quietly. The air had grown unexpectedly crisp, and while I was tidying the kitchen, an old cast-iron pot caught my

The neighborhood fall potluck always brings out the best crockpots and the warmest stories. That year, the trees had just started shedding their amber leaves,

A rainy Tuesday in Portland brought the kind of chill that sank into your bones. Olivia, my neighbor from down the hall, knocked just after

On a chilly November evening in Austin, we were gathered for a backyard “comfort food potluck” at Lena’s place a tradition she started when her

The idea for this Potato Kale Soup came to me while I was flipping through an old recipe book my neighbor June passed along before

It was a cloudy afternoon at the farmers’ market in Mendocino when I first got the idea to make a giant pot of minestrone soup.