It's Not About Nutrition

Because sometimes you need a dessert that feels like a hug and a hallelujah at the same time. You ever make something so easy that people assume you must’ve spent all afternoon on it? This is that dessert. I brought it once to a baby shower with a pink gingham tablecloth and about seven kinds of Jell-O salad, and this was the first thing gone. One woman licked her spoon and whispered, “Did you buy this from a bakery?” No ma’am, I did not. This Heaven on Earth Cake—some folks call it a Cherry Angel Trifle—is part cake, part pudding, …

Cooked low and slow, like my Aunt Helen taught me—bacon, butter, and no rush. I know green beans aren’t exactly the flashiest thing on the dinner table. Nobody ever says, “Ooooh, did you try the green beans?!” But these? These are different. These are Sunday dinner beans. These are “I’ll just have a little more” beans. The kind that simmer for an hour, get all cozy with bacon and onion and chicken broth, and come out tasting like somebody loves you. I’ve been making these for years now. I didn’t invent ’em—Lord knows women smarter than me were cooking this …

Okay, I’m just gonna say it—celery has been done dirty for years. It’s either shoved under a scoop of chicken salad or limping around a crudité tray with dried-out edges and a sad little ramekin of ranch. Poor thing never stood a chance. But let me tell you something: this salad changed the way I look at celery. I first had a version of it at a potluck my neighbor Karen hosted. You know the one—she brings something that looks suspiciously plain, and then you taste it and suddenly you’re going back for thirds and asking for the recipe before …

A cozy, cheesy shortcut to something that feels homemade Alright, let’s be real for a minute. There are days when I love spending hours in the kitchen, stirring sauces, rolling dough, pretending I’m on one of those cooking shows from the ‘90s. And then… there are nights when I just want to throw something together that tastes like I tried way harder than I actually did. This Chicken Tamale Pie? That’s one of those recipes. You mix, you bake, you top it with some sour cream if you’re feeling fancy—and somehow it still feels like comfort food that came from …

I can still picture it: my mom standing at the kitchen counter in her soft pink apron, a bowl of shredded zucchini by her side, and a twinkle in her eye like she knew she was getting away with something. “You won’t even taste it,” she’d say, folding that mountain of green into the batter like it was no big deal. And she was right — we never did. What we did taste was the moistest, richest, most chocolatey cake you can imagine. This Chocolate Zucchini Cake isn’t just a dessert — it’s a bit of kitchen magic. A sneaky, …

Some treats are born out of nostalgia, and others — well, they just steal the spotlight without even trying. This Buckeye Dip falls right into that second category. One bite in, and you’re in peanut butter-chocolate heaven, no oven required. If you’re from the Midwest, you already know about Buckeye Balls — those iconic little peanut butter candies dipped in chocolate, named after the nut that falls from the Buckeye tree. Well, imagine all the goodness of those classic treats, but whipped into a creamy, scoopable dip that’s perfect for parties, potlucks, or just an evening when you want something …

You know how some foods just live in your memory? For me, it’s the smell of buttery sweetness wafting from those big cafeteria trays. And the taste? Warm, rich, just the right amount of crumbly. No frosting. No sprinkles. No nonsense. These cookies are pure simplicity — the kind that doesn’t need bells and whistles. Just good ingredients, a little patience, and a well-loved baking tray. Why These Old-School Cookies Still Hit the Spot Five ingredients — That’s it. Nothing you can’t pronounce. Iconic texture — Buttery, tender, thick without being cakey. No eggs — So they stay sturdy but …

I’ll be honest with you — I wasn’t always the biggest kielbasa fan growing up. Maybe it was because we always had it boiled, plain, and plopped on a plate like it had somewhere else to be. But everything changed one chilly December evening when my neighbor Sandy dropped off a dish of what she called “Candied Kielbasa.” I’ll never forget it — sweet, spicy, tangy, and just the right amount of sticky. It was gone in minutes, and I had to beg her for the recipe before the New Year. Now, these Candied Kielbasa Bites have become a staple …

I still remember the first time I made these. I was standing in my tiny college apartment kitchen, staring down a near-empty pantry and a gnawing sweet tooth. No flour, no chocolate chips, and certainly no eggs. But I did have a half-empty jar of peanut butter, a sleeve of saltines, and a forgotten bag of marshmallows from who-knows-when. And just like that — Poor Man’s Treats were born (or rediscovered, I suppose). These are the kind of snacks you make when money’s tight but your cravings aren’t. They’re fast, no-fuss, and honestly? Surprisingly delightful. You know how sometimes the …

I’ll be honest with you: Egg Fu Yung isn’t a dish I grew up eating at home. It was something we ordered — wrapped in wax paper, tucked inside those white takeout boxes with the metal handles, always steaming and smelling like the best kind of salt and nostalgia. But somewhere along the way — probably in my 30s, after a few too many soggy versions from corner joints — I thought, “Why don’t I just learn to make this myself?” And let me tell you, once I did… it was like unlocking a little secret.Because it’s not fussy. It’s …