I didn’t have a turkey.Didn’t have a guest list. Didn’t even have a plan.But I had leftover cornbread and sausage in the freezer, and that …

Recipes Inspired by Martha Stewart, Cooked in Real Life

I didn’t have a turkey.Didn’t have a guest list. Didn’t even have a plan.But I had leftover cornbread and sausage in the freezer, and that …

I didn’t need to make salad dressing.But I needed to mash something.And anchovies were the only thing in the fridge that looked like they deserved …

I wasn’t in the mood.Didn’t want to sauté. Didn’t want to preheat. Didn’t want to try. But there was tuna. The oil-packed kind I hide …

This one felt old in my hands.The cabbage. The steam. The folding. Like I’d done it before—even though I hadn’t.Like someone else had. Someone I …

I didn’t mean for it to become dinner.But I had half a box of pasta, a lemon that looked tired, and too many cherry tomatoes …

I didn’t plan to make chili.But the weather dipped, and Mae said “something warm, not red.”I knew what she meant. So I grabbed the thighs …

I don’t usually do seafood in pastry.It feels like something you make when people are coming over. No one was.But the crab was on sale, …

I wasn’t planning on making anything that required time.But the silence got too sharp. And the oven was already hot from something I didn’t finish. …

I didn’t plan to bake.But the blueberries were soft.And something about sour cream in cake feels like a good excuse to remember things you shouldn’t. …

I didn’t want to make cookies.Not really. Not this kind. Not the kind that comes with memory in the sugar. But I found the old …