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some nights, we just need something easy and good. Not fancy. Not fussy. Just something that tastes like it took effort… when really, it didn’t. That’s exactly what these air fryer grilled chicken tenderloins are. They’re inspired by the Cracker Barrel classic (you know the ones — slightly tangy, a little sweet, juicy as all get-out). But this version doesn’t require a grill, a marinade that takes all day, or even a frying pan. Just your trusty air fryer and a few pantry staples. The first time I made these, I had about 45 minutes to get dinner on the …

There’s something about the smell of beef and noodles simmering away in the slow cooker that makes everything feel alright again, isn’t there? I grew up on this dish. It was a regular sight on my grandma’s stove — always on Sundays, always with bread warm from the oven and corn frozen from the summer garden. She’d toss everything into the pot early in the morning before church, and by the time we came home, the house smelled like home itself. Warm, savory, just a little herby. It’s the kind of food that doesn’t just feed your belly, it feeds …

Okay, listen. I’ve made a lot of casseroles in my day—some flops, some keepers, and a handful that downright saved my week. But this Amish Country Casserole? It’s the kind of dish that sneaks its way into your regular rotation before you even realize what’s happening. The first time I made it, I’d just come home from running errands all afternoon—hadn’t even thought about dinner. It was hot, I was cranky, and I was this close to handing everyone cereal and calling it a night. But I poked around the pantry, saw some pasta, a can of soup, and ground …

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 …

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 — …