As much as we’re sad to say goodbye to the sunshine and the light nights, there’s a part of us that embraces the onset of winter. It signals the time to dig out the chunky knits and pack away our swimsuits. The salad bowls are relegated to the back of the kitchen cupboard and the cast iron pot takes permanent residence upon the stovetop.
It’s the weather’s approval to feed your soul with hearty, rich, delicious food. There is truly something of a ritual about winter cooking. We have dreamy notions of Sundays spent with a pot bubbling on the stove and an old Christmas movie playing in the background.
