Tri-color pasta salad
This is the year that I learned I do not want to be a caterer. I am about to cater my second event, a wedding…
This is the year that I learned I do not want to be a caterer. I am about to cater my second event, a wedding…
“You’re not going to put this on your blog, are you?” asks King Daddy with a slight tremor in his voice. Please notice carefully. King…
When I was 9 years old, I wanted to be Catholic. There were several extremely logical reasons for this. First of all, I was Presbyterian….
Alrighty, then. Let’s take a poll. How many of you know anything about Sarah Childress Polk? Anyone? Anyone? Well, I didn’t either until I visited…
Almost every Saturday, I am at the Franklin Farmer’s Market and I have my appointed rounds. But the first stop, where money is exchanged for…
I have a serious issue. I have just discovered venison and I want some more of it. But I don’t hunt. I don’t know anyone…
This is why I love the South. This kind of thing probably happens everywhere but it happens so effortlessly in the South. A week ago,…
If you consider yourself to be a sophisticated cook who routinely uses ingredients like fish sauce, beef short ribs and Thai red chile paste, should…
This is one of those rare blog simulcast thingies because if I did not share the Spiced Bacon Twists we had on Bacon Wednesday at…
You know, it’s too damn hot. For Independence Day supper I had the romanticized notion of grilling filets on the Infra-Red. Standing in the air-conditioned…