"Love and Level" by Hoa Nguyen + Celery Root and Potato Puree

It's useful to remember the simple things. Certain dishes are impressive feats, like bubbling homemade lasagna or triple-layer cakes, but there's also something to be said for the ingredients that anchor a recipe. Take mirepoix, the humble blend of carrots, celery and onion that serves as a flavor base for soups and braises, or the potato that makes its home firmly on the plate as juices from a roasted duck slide into its crevices.

Today, celery root. Its skin is craggy, tough, and dusted with dirt from being pulled up from the ground. It takes some wrangling to cut off the outer layer, but once you reach the inside, its flesh permeates with the subtle scent of celery that adds complexity to whatever it's paired with.

I've been making a version of this puree for several years now. It goes well under juicy roast chicken and braised short ribs, especially. To dress it up, you could add some toasted, herbed breadcrumbs and pop it in the oven for more of a gratin presentation, but it doesn't mind simply being spread on the base of a plate, holding up the rest of the meal.

"Hunting the Cotaco Creek" by Charles Gigna + Butternut-Leek Soup from Whole Larder Love

Disclaimer: I was given an advance copy of this cookbook for the purposes of a review. All opinions are my own.

I've just emerged from being transported to a way of life and way of cooking that, living in an urban city, seems almost entirely out of reach. At first, I wondered if I'd be able to connect with the recipes. I don't hunt quail, kill my own chickens, or cure my own prosciutto. But Rohan Anderson doesn't mind if you're a city-dweller. Instead, he's just trying to nudge us all into a direction of eating more locally, sustainably, and getting off the hamster wheel.

"For many of us, life is jammed with rush, noise, convenience, and stress. There is little time left for contact with the natural world... Why are we living like this? Never in our history have we been so well off, yet living such poor quality lives. Is this all there is? Surely not." -Rohan Anderson

"Tomato Pies, 25 Cents" by Grace Cavalieri + Margherita Pizza

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Andrew and I just had two cases of Zinfandel shipped to us from one of our wine clubs. You know, house wine for the holiday season... Obviously, we needed to test a bottle or two before serving it to our family and friends, so pizza night was in full force. And it got me thinking. Isn't pizza one of those quintessential childhood foods? So many memories of mine include dough, cheese, and red sauce. Pizza parties after soccer games. Ordering Little Caesars pizza every Monday night when my dad was teaching at the university. Sharing a pie at Woodstock's with my college roommates. Then I picked up the pre-made dough and sauce at Trader Joe's while my cooking muscles were still flexing. Today, there are gourmet pizza restaurants in every city, which I love, but making pizza at home is one of great pleasures of home cooking, I think. It's really not to be missed.