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Seafood wasn’t a regular guest at our table growing up in the Midwest. We were more of a meatloaf and mashed potatoes family. But every once in a while, Mama would surprise us — a little shrimp cocktail at Christmas, maybe a can of crab meat mixed into something “fancy” for Sunday lunch. And just like that, our dining room felt like it had drifted a few hundred miles closer to the ocean. This salad? It scratches that same itch for me now, only without the wait for a holiday. It’s creamy, a little briny, and has that Old Bay …

I don’t make this soup every day. It’s not a Tuesday-night-chicken-and-rice situation. This is the soup I make when I want to feel a little spoiled — like maybe I’ve earned a treat. It’s creamy, it’s rich, and if you bring it to the table with a basket of warm bread, people will think you worked a whole lot harder than you actually did. Bisque sounds fancy — French restaurants love to make it seem mysterious — but really, it’s just slow-cooked veggies, good broth, cream, and in this case, sweet crab and tender shrimp. The magic is in how …

There are certain smells that never leave you — for me, one of them is hot oil, grated potatoes, and just a whisper of onion. That’s the smell of my grandma’s kitchen when she was making Polish Potato Pancakes. She’d always start in the late afternoon, standing at the counter with a big mixing bowl, the old box grater clamped between her hands. You could hear the scrape-scrape of potatoes and onion while she hummed under her breath. Every so often, she’d look over her shoulder and tell me to stop hovering — but somehow, I always ended up with …

Some recipes just feel like a happy accident. This is one of them. The first time I had the idea for Crab Cake Egg Rolls, I was standing in my kitchen with leftover crab cake mix in the fridge and a half-empty package of egg roll wrappers staring back at me. It was one of those “why not?” moments — and let me tell you, I’ve been making them on purpose ever since. If you love the sweet, briny flavor of a classic Maryland crab cake but crave the crunch of a golden-fried egg roll, this is your match. It’s …

Some food just makes you grin before you even take a bite. These are one of those. I first had the idea for Nashville Hot Bacon Wrapped Mozzarella Sticks during a weekend in Nashville — the kind of trip where you “just want to look around” and end up eating half the city. Between the live music, neon signs, and the smell of fried chicken drifting through the air, I kept thinking, how do I take this heat home with me? The answer, apparently, was to wrap mozzarella sticks in bacon and paint them in Nashville hot sauce. And yes …

Some recipes are just… home. These sausage rolls are one of those for me. I can’t smell sage and sausage browning without thinking of my grandma’s kitchen — the windows fogged from the oven, the snow blowing sideways outside, and the whole house smelling so good you could almost taste it before you even sat down. She’d make a double batch for family gatherings, and somehow there were never leftovers. My cousins and I used to hover near the counter, pretending we were “helping” just so we could snatch the first hot roll off the tray. Burned fingertips? Totally worth …

You ever have one of those nights where you’re just done? The kind where your shoes are still on, you’ve barely dropped your bag by the door, and you’re already thinking, What’s the quickest path to comfort food without wrecking the kitchen? This is that path. Growing up in the Midwest, garlic butter was practically a love language. My mom would melt it for corn on the cob in summer, slather it on bread in winter, and toss it into noodles on the days when grocery shopping wasn’t happening. I swear, that smell — garlic sizzling gently in butter — …

Some nights just call for a big bowl of something cozy — and if you grew up like I did, that “something” was often my mom’s chicken pot pie. But let me tell you, on those extra-busy winter evenings when the snow was coming down sideways in the Midwest, she’d skip the crust and turn it into soup. I still remember her shooing us out of the kitchen — not because she didn’t want help, but because we’d “just get underfoot.” You could smell the onions and butter from the hallway, and you knew that in about half an hour, …

You know what I love about patty melts? They’re a little messy, a lot melty, and they taste like the kind of food you order when you need comfort, not just lunch. When I was a teenager, there was this little diner on Main Street — “Eddie’s” — with squeaky red booths and a jukebox that only worked when it felt like it. Their patty melts were legendary. Big enough that you had to lean forward to take a bite, with cheese dripping out the sides and onions so sweet they almost made you forget about your homework. These days, …

A cozy casserole with a whole lotta heart I don’t know about you, but some days, I just want a meal that feels like a big ol’ hug. Nothing fancy. Just something warm, filling, and full of flavor — the kind of dish that takes you back to a time when life moved a little slower and supper brought everybody to the same table. This Southern Style Cabbage Beef Bake? Yep, that’s the one. I grew up with casseroles like this showing up on every church table, potluck, and family get-together. Somebody’s aunt always brought the cabbage bake — and …