Appetizers

There used to be a little deli on the corner of Elm and 4th that made the most incredible pigs in a blanket I have … Read more

I figured game day food had to be complicated to be good. It took about one Super Bowl of watching someone else stress over seven … Read more

The whole platter was gone by halftime. I’m not exaggerating—my brother-in-law actually texted me the next morning asking if I’d made “that potato thing” again … Read more

The third quarter was dragging, and the score was ugly. My team was down by two touchdowns, and honestly, the energy in the living room … Read more

My brother-in-law, Dave, did not trust chicken wings at a tailgate. He said they were either soggy from a sauce that slid right off, or … Read more

I was at the hardware store last fall, of all places, trying to find the right size washer for a leaky faucet. The guy helping … Read more

The Tuesday before the big game last year, I was staring at a pile of groceries wondering if I had finally lost my mind. I … Read more

I was standing in the grocery store parking lot last October, fumbling for my keys, when the smell hit me. Someone had fired up their … Read more

The Super Bowl party was in four hours and I had nothing to bring. I mean, I’d volunteered to bring an appetizer weeks ago, but … Read more

There used to be a dive bar in my old neighborhood called The Rusty Nail that made a stuffed bread bowl that people would literally … Read more