Wild Mushroom and Beef Stew

I grew up in Russia (technically Moldova, but we will leave the technicalities be for now).  The winters were frigid.  And sometimes a bit depressing, as winters tend to be.  Food was used to comfort the grumbling bellies and laughter was used to warm up from the inside out.

Wild Mushroom and Beef Stew

In Chi-town our winters have always reminded me of Russia.  Lot’s of snowy days with frosted windows and red noses.  One day last year as I walked down my driveway and the snow crunched under my feet, I was reminded of cold winters as a little girl. I was always comforted to smell the savory scents of a stew slowly cooking away on the stove top as I ran into the house after playing all day in the snow.  My mom, made the best stews and pot roasts.  She used fresh ingredients and simple flavors.  And was always able to make an amazing dish out of practically nothing.

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