I wasn’t planning on latkes.I was trying to clean the freezer. That’s how it started. Found the applesauce Mae made last year—pink, lumpy, way too …

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I wasn’t planning on latkes.I was trying to clean the freezer. That’s how it started. Found the applesauce Mae made last year—pink, lumpy, way too …

It rained the night before. heavy. loud enough that it woke me at 2am and made me sit on the kitchen floor with tea I …

The fridge was humming like it had something to prove.Mae hadn’t texted back. The house smelled like rain that wouldn’t commit.And I needed to chop …

It wasn’t planned. I wasn’t hungry. I wasn’t even looking for a recipe. I was just trying to shove the junk drawer closed and the …

It started with the fridge light blinking. That low, flickering gasp it makes when you’ve ignored it too long.I hadn’t planned on bread.But the starter …

The onions hit the pan just as the rain started—soft and late, like it forgot something. I wasn’t planning to cook. The fridge was full …

It was already too warm for April. The kind of day where the kitchen feels sticky before you even preheat the oven. I wasn’t planning …

It started because I bought too many tomatoes again.The kind that sit on the counter and dare you to ignore them.Some were soft. One had …

The floor was cold. That kind of April cold that seeps up through the tile because you still haven’t sealed the back door. I wasn’t …

It started with eggplant.Not the one from the recipe. One in my fridge that had been in there long enough to feel… squishy at the …