Butter muffins
Did I have you at butter? I have a binder that holds recipes that I’ve either made or want to make. I cannot believe this…
Did I have you at butter? I have a binder that holds recipes that I’ve either made or want to make. I cannot believe this…
Breakfast is quite a different affair outside the United States. In Austria, it’s simple, restrained and delicious. So a word before we get to the…
We are just back from Austria and I am immeasurably sad. They (whoever “they” are) say that travel changes you. It changed me. Life is…
Buttermilk biscuits are hard. Or they can be. Literally. King Daddy’s Granny Belle made extremely tender buttermilk biscuits. King Daddy never bothered to stand at…
Every year a group of us go blueberry picking. It sounds so idyllic. Rise early on a June morning when the heat has yet to…
I have a theory that many of the all-time great Southern recipes have four ingredients or less. Pimento cheese – Cheddar cheese, pimentos, mayonnaise and…
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…
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…
“Can I help?” If you are seven years old that is the key question of your life. At least if the question is directed to…
My T-Fal deep fat fryer, which I bought somewhere around the time Jimmy Carter was running for the White House, has been sitting on a…