Chicken

My mum used to say ground beef was the workhorse of weeknight cooking. She wasn’t wrong. But I’ve been making

My husband asked me last week why I hadn’t turned the oven on in almost a month. Honestly? I hadn’t

My mum called it “cheating rice.” My college roommate called it Tuesday. I’ve spent years somewhere in the middle, using

You know that feeling when you open a can of something and suddenly dinner smells like a vacation? That’s coconut

You’ve got chicken breasts in the fridge and a can of tomatoes in the cupboard. Most people stare at that

There’s this moment at a dinner party — right after you set something down on the table — where the

You know that moment when you taste something and you’re like — why didn’t I know about this sooner? That’s

There’s a drumstick sitting in your fridge right now. Maybe two. Wrapped in foil or stuffed in a takeout box,

You know that smell when chicken has been braising low and slow for two hours and the whole house just

There’s a Tuesday night feeling. You know the one. The fridge is technically full but somehow nothing looks like dinner.