Green beans? Check. Creamy mushroomy sauce? Check. Can opener? Uh…no thank you. Not this Thanksgiving.
Strange how such a sweetly stunning sensation can be just sugar, cream, flour, and vanilla. Couldn’t be easier—or more addictive.
Truly impressive and a heck of a lot less fussy than it looks. Tastes pretty darn phenomenal, too. Sign us up.
Magnificent. Marvie. Munchable. Manchego-y. Mmmm. That’s what we think about these glammed-up potato chips.
Who knew that baking legend Jim Lahey’s brilliance extended not just to bread and pizza maverick but béchamel whisperer?
We got nothing against the Lärabars we’ve been noshing for years, save for the fact that they’re not homemade. Until now.
French. Foolproof. Froufrou. Fuss-free. Fenomenal. (Work with us.) Rarely does elegance come together with such ease.
Yup. You can make your own chunks of porcine indulgence with nothing more than thickly sliced bacon and a sturdy skillet.
Feel like a kid again as you swoon to these peanut butter blondies slicked with a layer of jam smack in the middle.
This is definitely not the roast chicken of our childhood. And with all due respect, we couldn’t be happier about that.
Wouldn’t you rather dunk your biscotti in something sweetly boozy as opposed to strongly coffee-y? That’s what we thought.
Why make homemade ketchup? Because you can. And, as David explains, because no one can tell you that you shouldn’t. No one.
Yep. Authentic German-style soft pretzels with dark and burnished crusts, yeasty and chewy centers, and the crunch of coarse salt.
Never again eat a stale-tasting, preservative-laden, ickily-sweet, foil-wrapped bar again. These little lovelies will change all that.
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