I think I set a record on Sunday. The very first person — ever, in the history of kitchens — to call out, “Oh, don’t even TELL me we’re out of caraway seed.” Because … who uses caraway seed? And who uses caraway seed so often that they actually fear running out of it? (Well, … Continue reading Weighty issues (oh, and slow cooker thyme pork roast)
There aren’t too many slow cooker recipes we eat every. drop. of. Every Crock Pot meal produces leftovers — especially for just two people (and a toothless infant who has just started eyeing “real food”). But more often than not, we get tired of the food before the food tires of us. Or something like … Continue reading Creamy chicken and wild rice soup in the slow cooker
Though I hear rumblings about spring being “just around the corner,” it’s still mighty cold in our corner of the universe . . . making soup pretty much a staple around here. I’ve extolled the virtues of my slow cooker often (too often?) lately, but it really is one of my favorite things. I love … Continue reading White bean chile chicken verde soup in the slow cooker
It all started with fennel. Now that we’re well into a sparkly new year and I’m no longer stricken with delightful nausea for most of my waking hours, Spence and I have been trying to get back into regular meal preparation. We both love to cook and enjoy coming up with creative dinners, but we … Continue reading Tuscan chicken stew in the slow cooker
We’re all about quick, filling eats around here. Preparing for the big move this weekend has meant our dinners are a little . . . unusual here at the Johnson residence. We spend most after-work evenings taking carloads of stuff to the new house, where we scrub and sand and shuffle before eventually pouring ourselves … Continue reading Slow cooker steak and veggie soup
When autumn comes, it doesn’t ask. It just walks in where it left you last. You never know when it starts until there’s fog inside the glass around your summer heart. “Something’s Missing,” John Mayer What reminds you of fall? For me, it’s John Mayer’s “Heavier Things.” Buying the album on CD that first fall … Continue reading When autumn comes, it doesn’t ask
Spencer and I met seven years ago today. As I type, our infant daughter — our sweet second child — is snoozing next to me, her tiny hands clasped beneath her chin. Hadley Rose arrived on March 10 — 17 days before her due date. At nearly 38 weeks pregnant, I wasn’t technically full-term, but you … Continue reading Here comes Hadley Rose
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