I know, I know. This might not be you. It's certainly not me. But I hear rumors that there are non-chocolate folks are out there, and since we're all here a few days before Valentine's Day, I thought it was about time we brainstormed some decadent, festive desserts that don't contain chocolate.
I have a romantic history with chocolate pies. It doesn't matter if it's my grandmother's microwave chocolate pie, chocolate chess pie, chocolate pudding pie, or brownie pie. I never discriminate. However, this satiny, creamy, light-as-a-feather French silk pie may have just nudged itself to my winner's circle.
This time of year can be a tricky one for inspired breakfasts. Oatmeal is my go-to on weekdays, and on the weekends we often flail for something a bit more interesting but no more complex. With this morning tart, flail no more!
Eggs and I have a hot-and-cold relationship. Some months I can't stand them and then, suddenly, I find myself in a phase where I find them deeply satisfying. Maybe it's the chilly weather or the desire for simple, inexpensive meals, but this is one of those "put an egg on it" moments when I'm inclined to top any lunch or dinner with some sunny protein, especially when that meal involves braised lentils and silky ribbons of chard.
Creamed spinach is a classic, decadent side dish, but it also makes a fine nest for baked eggs. Despite its name, cream weighs down the spinach, so half-and-half or whole milk is a better choice. On the other hand, skim milk is puny, meager, and inadequate. Starting with fresh spinach requires an extra prep step, but the flavor and texture are so superior to frozen spinach that it's worth it. (You can make the creamed spinach the night before!)
I was recently at a small Christmas gathering where the host served warm cocktails and homemade eggnog. Everyone was raving about the creamy, traditional nog so I tried a small glass and couldn't help but think that the carton I'd bought at the store was better. Sure, I doctor it up with a little fresh nutmeg and rum or brandy, but still, the store-bought version was smoother and had more nuanced, subtle flavors than this homemade version, which tasted quite eggy to me. So I wonder: is homemade eggnog worth the effort?
Allow us to interrupt your mad Thanksgiving prep for a little stress relief. Watching eggs get destroyed in super slow-mo is seriously cathartic. Imagine for a moment that each egg is a personal problem, and KABLAM! So for the moment, forget that last minute dash to the grocery store, forget that your in-laws are arriving in 3 hours, forget that you have to start peeling potatoes, and just watch this. You'll feel better.
Eating small at breakfast can mean a few different things. First, it means you can scale back and eat smaller portions. Alternatively, it means you get to try many things without committing to one full-size choice. Following this logic, I'll often get a few mini cupcakes or cookies in the afternoon instead of one large one, and I've been doing mini versions of favorite breakfast recipes at home, too.
We're heading into the fall holiday season, which means that brunch casseroles are about to enjoy their heyday. So we decided to revisit one of our most popular recipes ever — a recipe published several years ago for a breakfast bake with bread, pancetta, Gruyere, and eggs. I'm afraid that I'll sound horribly hyperbolic if I talk about this recipe too long. It's rich, eggy, and unbelievably, incredibly delicious. This is one to memorize, folks, and to pull out for in-laws and overnight guests. It may just be the very best brunch casserole we've ever made.
The next time you find yourself with a neglected cup of macaroni or that last serving of spaghetti that no one seems to want, promise me you'll try this. I've been making pasta frittatas ever since another Kitchn writer mentioned it years ago, and it is hands down my favorite way to use up leftover pasta—along with whatever else is hanging around in the fridge.