There used to be this tiny farmer’s market stall tucked away on a cobblestone street in Portland that made the most unforgettable spiced fig jam. … Read more
“I wasn’t expecting anything fancy,” my neighbor said as I dropped by just to borrow a cup of sugar on an unusually chilly Thursday evening. … Read more
Introduction This was supposed to be a simple batch of macaroni and cheese — the kind I usually make when I’m scrambling for a quick … Read more
Introduction There used to be this tiny café tucked away on a busy street corner in Portland’s Pearl District that served these incredible cucumber and … Read more
Last Thursday afternoon, I was reaching for a snack in my cluttered fridge when the unmistakable tang of vinegar mixed with fresh dill hit me … Read more
Introduction My friend Sam had sworn off pickles for years—claimed they were always too soggy or overly vinegary to be worth the fuss. Then one … Read more
The neighborhood barbecue was in less than two hours and I’d completely forgotten the one thing everyone expected me to bring—pickles. Everyone else would be … Read more
Introduction “I swore I could never warm up to fruit in salsa,” my friend Matt claimed for years. Seriously, he’d wrinkle his nose at the … Read more
Introduction “The sizzle when the zucchini hit the pan was the first thing that pulled me in,” I remember clearly. I’d just popped over to … Read more
My roommate swore she hated cowboy caviar for years. Seriously, a solid five years of turning up her nose at anything bean-based or “salad-adjacent.” Then … Read more
