Five days after Hurricane Sandy pillaged the Eastern Seaboard, I was on the phone with my Dad. Neither of us had our power or heat back yet, so we were both trying to wrap up the conversation quickly to conserve our cellphone batteries. The sun was going down and I was running down a mental list of which friend's house we should invite ourselves to for dinner next. My father was doing the same, then added "All I want is a slice of meatloaf."
So That's Why They Call it Comfort Food
So That's Why They Call it Comfort Food
So That's Why They Call it Comfort Food
Five days after Hurricane Sandy pillaged the Eastern Seaboard, I was on the phone with my Dad. Neither of us had our power or heat back yet, so we were both trying to wrap up the conversation quickly to conserve our cellphone batteries. The sun was going down and I was running down a mental list of which friend's house we should invite ourselves to for dinner next. My father was doing the same, then added "All I want is a slice of meatloaf."