I was at the farmers’ market last November, wrestling with a bag of apples that kept trying to escape my arms, when the woman at … Read more

It was 11:47 PM on a rainy Thursday in October, and I had a sudden, almost desperate craving for something I couldn’t quite name. Not … Read more

My neighbor Marco asked me last week why I couldn’t just use sourdough focaccia for stuffing instead of the usual dried-out bread cubes. I started … Read more

My friend Jenna had claimed to hate turkey for almost a decade. “It’s just dry chicken that takes forever,” she’d say every November, reaching for … Read more

I was standing in the spice aisle of a Tuesday-night grocery store last fall when the smell of someone’s brown sugar and garlic chicken drifted … Read more

Lucy wasn’t trying to impress me. I’d stopped by to drop off a book I’d borrowed, and the smell hit me before I even got … Read more

I was standing in line at the hardware store, of all places, holding a bag of soil and a new trowel, when the woman behind … Read more