Food & Cooking

An integral part of menus and grocery shopping lists the world over, chicken is prepared and enjoyed by millions each and every day. Whether it’s wrapped in a tortilla, nestled on a bun, or dipped in BBQ sauce, chicken is a staple of countless diets.

Freshly roasted chicken may be delicious, but anyone who’s ever spent time in the kitchen knows that raw chicken is quite unappetizing. It’s slimy, smelly, and quite literally covered in bacteria. Many people assume they should wash off raw chicken before cooking it—but that’s a big mistake!

That’s right: The consensus among experts, from the USDA to The Cleveland Clinic, is that there’s no real need to wash raw chicken. All the potentially harmful bacteria, like salmonella, is killed when the chicken is cooked at a high temperature (at least 175 degrees Fahrenheit). In fact, washing your raw chicken can actually

Broiled Salmon proves that an old recipe can learn new tricks. Crispy on top and juicy within, cooking salmon under your oven’s broiler is one of the fastest, most scrumptious ways to make it yet.

Salmon and I are basically besties.

It is one of my favorite all-time healthy proteins.

• It’s nutritious. Hello, omega-3s, potassium, and vitamin B.
• It’s versatile. From Soy Ginger Salmon to Pesto Salmon to Spicy Salmon, there’s a recipe for every mood.
• Like any good friend, it’s there for me in my hour of need.

And my hour of need happens to be every night around 6:30 p.m. DINNER TIME!

I thought I had tried cooking salmon every which way (Grilled Salmon in Foil, Baked Salmon in Foil, Air Fryer Salmon, Pan Seared Salmon, Salmon Salad…I am starting to feel like

The Graham Cracker Pie Tradition

Good food is worth a thousand words—sometimes more. In My Family Recipe, a writer shares the story of a single dish that’s meaningful to them and their loved ones.

Some people grow up with moms whose love language is flaky pastry or fragrant spice. Moms who say “I love you” by serving up heaping bowls of delicious food. My mom’s love language was the actual phrase “I love you.” She uttered these words frequently and generously. She spoke them, sang them, and wrote them. When it came to cooking, though, she kind of phoned it in. If recipe boxes had titles, my mom’s might be something like: “What Can’t You Do With Hamburger Meat?”

We laugh about it every time my brother, sister, and I are together. At some point in our visit, we’ll find ourselves taking turns detailing the dinners of our childhood. Murky Hamburger Soup—oddly tasteless