Main Dishes

I still remember the first time I cooked shrimp—it was a quiet Tuesday night after a long day, and I

Growing up, one of my favorite memories was walking into my grandmother’s kitchen and catching the scent of garlic, lemon,

There’s something about a big bowl of chili that brings people together. I still remember the first time I made

There was a time in my early cooking days when “easy” and “flavorful” rarely went hand in hand. I either

There’s something about chilly evenings and a bubbling pot on the stove that brings me back to one of my

I still remember the first time I made this dish. It was one of those chaotic weeknights—kids were fussy, the

Sometimes the best meals come from those “what can I throw together?” nights. That’s how I first stumbled upon a

A few summers ago, I stumbled upon a backyard potluck where one dish disappeared before anything else even had a

I still remember the first time I cooked a real meal in my own apartment—no roommates, no frozen dinners, just

When I first moved into my own apartment, my kitchen was laughably understocked—just a dull knife, one skillet, and a