When I saw the gorgeous pictures of this pizza online a few weeks ago, I immediately bookmarked the recipe and kept returning to it. Great for showcasing the wonderful winter roots and gourds currently in season, when I finally did make the recipe, this pizza didn’t disappoint.
There’s a time every fall where I get nostalgic for the Midwest and the church casseroles of my youth. When I was first learning to cook I was amazed at how easy these casseroles were, less about skill and more about assembly, helped primarily through the heavy usage of canned cream of mushroom soup. Tuna noodle, green bean, tater tot — there was a short window of time in college where I churned out these heavy baked dishes like there was no tomorrow.
What can I say — my baby ain’t pretty, but she’s got a great personality.
I will admit — living several hours inland in North Carolina, in the mental bubble that is graduate school, I didn’t pay attention to the Hurricane Sandy warnings. In fact, it was just a few days before it hit that the severity of the issue even registered to me, when I was talking with a neighbor who recommended I finish my yard work before “the rains get real bad.” Wait, what?!
This fall, I have been happily cooking through my latest copy of Everyday Food magazine — the latest, this delicious pear-raspberry tart.
My mom has always maintained that she’s not a great homemaker, she’s just a lazy one. So she’s perfected her own blend of simple, tasty, and efficient meals, as well as little tricks she consistently does around the home to reduce her housework load. My mom always “tut-tuts” at me and my inefficient messes, but some of her desire for simplicity has definitely rubbed off on me — sometimes I think this blog should be renamed “easy things Lin dreams up because she’s a lazy/tired/busy/poor grad student.” And fortunately for us, laziness does not mean un-deliciousness! (Let the internets learn that I’m definitely not an English grad student…)
Last week I was invited to dinner at a girlfriend’s home in Durham. She served a variation on this casserole with a nice green salad and I thought to myself, “How lovely and American!” primarily given that my Chinese sensibilities would never mix rice and cheese … which, in retrospect, was not quite the right thing to think given that my friend is actually Canadian 🙂