Soups & Stews

A.k.a. the soup I could eat every day and never get tired of. I’ll be honest — this chowder is less of a recipe and more of a love story. There’s just something about it. It’s not flashy or “fancy” food. No hard-to-find ingredients. No twenty-step process. Just warm, creamy, bacon-y goodness that tastes like you’ve been cooking all day — even if you barely touched the stove. I’ve made this chowder so many times I could probably do it in my sleep. (And I’m not convinced I haven’t.) It started as one of those “what can I throw in …

I wasn’t trying to impress anyone. I just wanted something warm. Something that didn’t need me to babysit it. Something that felt like a hug without requiring me to assemble actual lasagna (because nope, not today). So I threw some things into the slow cooker—beef, tomatoes, a handful of broken lasagna noodles I had left in a half-torn box—and crossed my fingers. By dinnertime? It smelled like my house had turned into an Italian grandma’s kitchen. My teenage son walked in and said, “What is that? It smells really good.” And listen, he doesn’t even look up for pizza. That …

A cozy, one-pot wonder with tender chicken, creamy potatoes, and herby goodness — all slow-simmered in a wine-kissed broth. You ever have one of those days where your bones are cold, your to-do list is long, and the only thing that sounds good is something warm, hearty, and just easy? Yeah, this stew gets it. It’s the kind of meal you throw in the slow cooker early in the day and then just… go live your life. Somewhere between afternoon laundry and “what’s for dinner,” your house starts smelling like you’ve been cooking all day (which, technically, you have — …

A warm bowl of memories, served with cornbread and a little love. I don’t know about you, but there are some meals that feel like they carry history in them. Not in a fancy, museum kind of way — more like a “pull up a chair, I’ll tell you about it while the soup simmers” kind of way. This green enchilada chicken soup? It’s one of those. I made a pot last week after a long day of errands — you know the kind, where your back hurts from standing in line and your brain’s a little foggy from too …

There’s a moment — right after you hear the school’s canceled and you peek outside to see thick flakes still tumbling down — when the world slows down just enough to feel like childhood again. Around here, that moment has a tradition attached to it: Amish Snow Day Soup. Now, let’s be honest. It’s technically just a corn chowder. But in our house? It’s a signal. A signal that we’re staying in. That socks will stay on all day. That puzzles might get dusted off, and someone will inevitably ask for hot cocoa by 10:15 AM. And while the world …

Loaded with garden veggies, spicy sausage, and big flavor — all in a slow cooker so you don’t have to stand over a stove. A few summers ago, I was staring at a counter full of zucchini from the garden and a fridge full of “what am I gonna do with this?” I had a pack of Italian sausage I forgot to freeze, a can of beans, and half an onion looking sad in the crisper drawer. So I tossed everything in the slow cooker — not expecting much, if I’m honest — and let it go. Y’all… it was …

the soup that basically raised me There’s something about this soup that just feels like home. I’ve been eating Tomato Parmesan Soup since I was a kid—like, we’re talking elementary school lunchbox in one hand, grilled cheese in the other level obsession. It was my mom’s thing. And honestly? Still kind of my thing. There’s just something magical about tomatoes that have been simmering for hours, soaking up garlic, onion, and all those cozy Italian spices, then getting all creamy and cheesy and just… perfect. Even now, it’s one of those recipes I go back to when I don’t know …

The Soup That’s Always There When I Need It You ever have one of those days where the only thing you want is something warm in a bowl? Not fancy. Not complicated. Just something that makes you feel okay again—something that tastes like home, like safety, like being taken care of even when no one’s around? Yeah. That’s this soup for me. I didn’t grow up eating anything like it, weirdly enough. But it feels nostalgic. Like the food you remember from childhood, even if no one in your family ever actually made it. It’s chicken soup, but better. Softer, …

Potato soup has a way of making a day feel less sharp around the edges. Like, you can come in from the cold—literal cold or “why is everything due today” cold—and a warm bowl just fixes the vibe a little. It’s not dramatic. It’s not fancy. It’s just… steady. The kind of dinner that says, “You’re home now.” This version is for those nights when you want homemade comfort but you do not want to stand over a stove stirring for an hour like you’re in a cooking montage. We’re leaning on frozen hash browns (no shame, zero shame), broth, …