There’s a comforting rhythm to cooking that only certain recipes seem to carry—ones that don’t call for fancy gadgets or rare ingredients, just a bowl,
I was staring into the fridge one quiet Sunday afternoon, looking for lunch inspiration, when two staples jumped out at me: shredded mozzarella and pepperoni.
It started at the community bake-off—one of those low-key neighborhood events where tables overflow with brownies, pies, and cookie platters. I’d brought a batch of