I’ve found myself thinking a lot about stew, and this one in particular, this week. I can think of few things more wintry or cozy than a Dutch oven filled with stew cooking for hours on the stovetop, filling the apartment with the scent of allspice and cinnamon instead of whatever it is that it usually smells like. (Actually, I do know the smell- lately it’s been a not-so-faint whiff of vinegar after I seasoned a terracotta pot on the stove with vinegary water for about 5 hours a few weeks ago). Anyway, if you’re going to let something bubble away on the stovetop for most of the day, let that thing be stew.
