One ugly hamburger
King Daddy: “You’re going to make fun of me on the blog aren’t you?” Me: “Yes. Yes I am. This is ludicrous.” It’s not nice…
King Daddy: “You’re going to make fun of me on the blog aren’t you?” Me: “Yes. Yes I am. This is ludicrous.” It’s not nice…
It is King Daddy’s and my 27th wedding anniversary today. We are having steak. So for those of you who don’t know the story, our…
I don’t know why there are intense debates about the best way to cook a steak. Some people think the grill is king. I used…
I found myself today in a delightful conversation with Kenji, who works at Soy Bistro, a Korean restaurant, and is of Japanese descent about his…
I think there might be new life for an old favorite, creamed chipped beef. King Daddy and I were having lunch out the other day…
King Daddy and I go on dates every Sunday, usually to new restaurants we want to try out. But once in awhile we stay home…
Pat Martin’s (of Martin’s BBQ) live-fire extravaganza brought out the inner caveman in all of us A little late reporting on the Music City Food…
So when King Daddy, Dammit Boy and I moved to Brentwood, Tennessee, in 1993 there were only two “fine dining” restaurants in the Cool Springs…
Don’t tell King Daddy, but I have two new favorite boyfriends — the butchers of Germantown. I first fell in love with Donald Link when…
The farm-to-table movement is alive and well in Novodugino, Russia, a rural outpost of about 3,000 people. I know this because Dammit Boy spent several…