This is a later winter soup. A weeknight soup. A mostly from-the-pantry soup. A simple throw-it-together, simmer, blend, garnish and ladle into bowls and curl up on the couch in your sweatpants and watch some Netflix kind of soup. I first learned about this soup when I came across it on Luisa’s site about five years …
Vegan
We’re in the long slog part of winter. The holiday season is far behind us, and spring in Chicago is still months away. This is, for me, the toughest time of year. I get stir crazy. I long for sunlight that stays past five o’clock and for sidewalks that don’t end in ankle-deep gray slush …
Fall has always been my favorite season. Lately, I’ve been focusing on the particular pleasures of the autumnal shift. The apples and the sweaters and the foliage and pictures of my friends’ with their baby on her first visit to a pumpkin patch. Stuff that makes me feel good. Like new socks. My dog’s tentative …
Orgeat is a funny word. I remember seeing it for the first time in a row of bottles of flavored syrups available to add to lattes and cappuccinos and Italian sodas at an independent coffee shop in the 90s, the kind of place that had lumpy couches and open-mic nights and a patina of patchouli-scented dinge. …
It took me years to get around to making granola bars (or energy bars or fruit and nut bars or whatever you’d like to call them). Until finally, I made these homemade Kind bars. You see, I have this granola that I love and that I made regularly for years. But for reasons I can’t quite …
January is always the toughest month for me for cooking. There’s a post-holiday malaise that hangs over the kitchen. I try to balance the excesses of December with austerity, but it’s hard to get excited about much of the seasonal produce when the pickings are slim. Oh, I like root vegetables and cabbage and squash but sometimes …