Bangers and the blues

They call this stuff comfort food for a reason.

The warmest part of the winter

As I write this, it's about 11 degrees here in Toronto and raining. The kind of weather that makes you think about spring cleaning and digging your shorts out of storage more than stringing up Christmas lights. Call me crazy, but I'm not a fan. I like my seasons seasonal, you know? If you're in a place where it's actually looking like proper winter, you might find these recipes handy.

Fry me a river

July was cruel. Day upon day of sweltering, suffocating heat. Cook? Blog? Dude, I could barely move. But I'm back now. And look: I made fries!