An Ode to Moosewood

I am a cookbook junkie. I know, I know, you can find a recipe for just about anything on the internet but cookbooks are special. I love to sit down on a Saturday morning with a stack of cookbooks and a cup of tea to plan out meals for the week ahead. My most well-loved cookbooks have cracked spines, notes in the margins and splatter stains on the pages. The problem is that most of my cookbooks are not well-loved. Sure, they look pretty all lined up on my counter but when it comes down to it, the recipes just aren’t for me.

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