i wasn’t hungry.not really. just cold.the kind of cold that settles in your joints and doesn’t leave, even with socks and three cups of tea. …
Soups
I Tried Martha Stewart’S Gazpacho, And Ended Up Arguing With The Blender
It was too hot to be this angry.The kind of day where your skin hums from old sunburn and the kitchen feels like it’s judging …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Corn Chowder, and It Tasted Like a Quieter Version of Me
It rained for two days straight.Not dramatic rain—just that wet quiet kind that makes the porch smell like moss and old newspaper. Mae left for …
Martha Stewart Tomato Soup
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Tomato Soup — and Stirred More Than Just Onions The radiator wasn’t cutting it.That weird cold, where it feels like it’s …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Minestrone Soup—And Forgot the Parmesan Twice
It was fogged-in cold. The kind where the sky and the street blur together and the mailbox disappears by noon. The radiator was doing its …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Butternut Squash Soup — It Didn’t Fix the Day, But It Helped
It started with the bacon. Not a craving—just the sound. That slow sizzle that feels like something’s finally happening. The kitchen was too quiet, the …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s Chicken Soup. It Matched the Day Too Well.
The radiator clicked three times and gave up. again.I had wool socks on, but one was inside out and the other was damp. not wet. …
I Tried Martha Stewart’s French Onion Soup — And It Brought Us Back to the Table
Mae was home.She walked in while I was halfway through slicing onions, said, “Smells like you’re trying.”I was. Not for perfection. Not for guests. Just …