Ugly Brisket Two
The Chicks have this BBQ contest coming up in Gallatin this weekend and I have now practiced the hated brisket TWICE. That’s two more times…
The Chicks have this BBQ contest coming up in Gallatin this weekend and I have now practiced the hated brisket TWICE. That’s two more times…
Every Saturday morning, Mark and I go somewhere for breakfast. We’re just all over the place on breakfast. Sometimes it’s the Krystal. Sometimes it’s a…
As with almost all Southern women, I like a bargain. Never pay retail. Remember that. So when there’s a two-for-one specialĀ or a buy-0ne-get-one-freeĀ at the…
I’m starting an occasional series on Guilty Pleasures. I try to eat right most of the time, I really do. But when I fall off…
I have a long history with crabs. Not the icky kind, the crustacean kind. When I was a girl in Florida, us kids would go…
There are some things I just can’t make better. I am almost always in favor of scratch cooking over opening a box or a jar,…
It’s been raining here in Tennessee for two straight weeks. This is football season. There is supposed to be a cobalt blue sky, a brisk…
Look at this thing. Just look at it. It won’t even fit on one cutting board. Brisket has just wore out the Chicks in Charge…
My best friend, Tatty, is a piece of work. We’ve known each other since high school when we spent six weeks in Europe on a…
I always get a little melancholy this time of year. It’s the waning of summer. The last of the tomatoes, corn and peppers. All the…