I don't need to say that the photographs will make you want to start cooking. Or that the writing is as warm and welcome as a just-made cheese puff. Or that No. 2 is the second reason these women are the hottest news in cookbooks.
As the days shorten, this polenta dish seems like the perfect meeting of my meals to come and those pleasures I will have to leave behind. I am finally beginning to crave rich risottos and dark, meaty stews.
Secretly, I could live on chocolate and coffee. But don't tell anyone, since I make my living writing about vegetables. And my darkest secret is this: My favorite thing in the whole world is (or was) chicken pan drippings.