Summer Focaccia w/ Corn, Cheddar, & Chorizo

Well, well, well.

Here she is, referring to herself in the third person and pulling the same bullshit as always.

Cheddar Wasabi Snack Mix

One of my first ever memories was sneaking food from the floor of the pantry while my mom did laundry.

Brussels Sprout and Farro Gratin

Last year around this time, I was regaling you all with my Christmastime sausage habits. Don’t worry, the sausage addiction is very much alive and well – I made kale and sausage stew on Sunday night and I have several varieties in the freezer, ready to be broken out at a moment’s notice.

A Pinch of the Holidays: Gift Guide 2017

Ya know when there’s something you really want to be good at, but no matter how hard you try, you just can’t get there? Some things are just intrinsic to some people and not to others. That’s how I feel about giving gifts.

A Pinch About: Dutch Ovens

I was at the beach last weekend for a wedding, when the topic of Dutch ovens came up. My friend Laura, the bride, asked me what she should make in her new Le Creuset when we were at the afterparty. In that particular setting I didn’t quite have a list of recipes to rattle off to her, but right away I shouted, “Ricotta! Ya gotta make ricotta, it’s so easy….but uhhhh, remind me tomorrow,” and I went back to my prosecco split and totally not embarrassing Snapchat story.

Quick Lil Cocktail + A Fall To-Make List

Hey Fam!

Almost Flourless Chocolate Cake

Not to hit you with two dessert posts back to back…but that’s exactly what I’m doing. I’m here to give you another dessert post and there’s nothing to be done about that.

Beef & Brussels Bowl

You’re probably thinking, “Welp, Tory’s off the blogging again, what a flake. In the summer she travels, in the fall she travels, and I guess in the winter, she travels. What she doesn’t do is blog. This blog is dead. I’m over it.”

Home Cooking with Laurie Colwin: Baked Mustard Chicken and Herb Biscuits

Back in mid-May, I made what very well may be the last meal I cook in my home of 16 years. My parents are selling our house. Just like baking chocolate or revenge, it’s bittersweet. After living in five different states all while under the age of 10, we finally landed in New Jersey, where I did most of my growing up and where I learned how great bagels really are. In that house, we’ve said goodbye to dear pets and we’ve welcomed new ones. On our street, I learned how to drive in a car that was recently, after 17 years, traded in for a pick-up truck. (I’m still laughing about how my dad parks his new truck behind his cream-colored Mini-Cooper with racing stripes.) Through the years, I’ve left our pretty, grey house for multiple adventures to Europe and across the U.S. Over almost two years in Brooklyn, I’ve gone back often to spend quiet weekends in the suburbs with my parents and my pets. And, in our home’s kitchen, I’ve learned how to cook.