Appetizers

My brother-in-law, Dave, had claimed to hate queso for years. He called it “greasy cheese soup” and refused to touch it at any tailgate, even … Read more

It was a rainy Tuesday in late October, the kind of day where the sky looks like a heavy gray blanket and you just want … Read more

Leo wasn’t trying to impress anyone. I’d stopped by to drop off a box of old library books and the scent of toasted corn and … Read more

There used to be a tiny, smoke-filled joint on 4th Street called The Wing Stop that made crispy honey BBQ baked chicken wings that were … Read more

Let me tell you about the first time I truly understood what game day food could be. It was a few years back, and my … Read more

This was supposed to be a neat, orderly grazing platter. You know the kind—everything perfectly arranged on a wooden board, cheeses fanned out like a … Read more

My nephew asked why I couldn’t just wrap the hot dogs in one long strip of dough instead of cutting it into little pieces. I … Read more

It was 10:47 PM on a random Thursday, and I was supposed to be prepping for a football watch party the next day. I had … Read more

The Super Bowl party was in three hours and I’d completely forgotten I was supposed to bring an appetizer. Everyone else would be bringing elaborate … Read more

I swore I’d never make homemade soft pretzels. For years, I stood firm—why would anyone go through the boiling-water-and-baking-soda ritual when frozen pretzel bites exist? … Read more