These days, I’m all for simple when it comes to cooking. But I still like food with big flavors, that doesn’t feel like it all came out of a boxed mix.
Who wants chicken for dinner?
It turns out I do. At least if it’s crispy and rubbed with a spicy garlicky cashew sauce.
Can we talk about fish sauce for a minute?
It smells terrible, but it tastes delicious–so salty and funky with all of that wonderful umami flavor.
It is officially spring. But official spring never feels like the spring that exists in my imagination.
Winter arrived here with a vengeance last week.
The temperature dipped below zero, the winds blustered, the schools closed for a couple of days.
It turned cold with a vengeance here last week. My heart went out to the hardy trick-or-treaters who braved the wind, rain, snow flurries, and hail last Friday night.
It’s been getting dark earlier.