Main Dishes

There’s something about lazy weekend mornings that calls for a breakfast that feels special, but doesn’t stress you out. I

The first time I tried stuffed pepper soup, it was during a chaotic weeknight when I was desperately trying to

There’s something special about cheesy garlic bread. I remember the first time I tried making it in my tiny college

There’s something about creamy pasta dishes that just feels like a warm hug after a long day. I remember the

I still remember the first time I tried a creamy chicken tortilla soup. It was a rainy Tuesday evening, and

There’s something magical about waking up to the smell of a warm breakfast baking in the oven. I still remember

There’s something deeply comforting about a big bowl of homemade chicken noodle soup. I still remember the first time I

I still remember the first time I made Chicken Parmesan. I was in college, armed with nothing but a tiny

It was a chilly Tuesday night when I first attempted to turn my favorite lasagna into a cozy bowl of

It all started on a chaotic Sunday afternoon when I had leftover rotisserie chicken, a few lonely strips of bacon,