If lamb is on the menu, and an invitation to dinner is extended, I’m there. Tempting, slightly gamey lamb studded with garlic and rubbed with rosemary is pretty darn close to heavenly fare. Continue reading
We ate meat, we ate sandwich-leftovers, and still there was a chunk in the refrigerator.
For way too long the common red radish has been relegated to the crudité platter as the token rosy color in a sea of green and orange. My friends, don’t sell the Cherry Bell, Easter Egg or Burpee White short! There’s so much more to this ordinary orb. Continue reading
It was one of those days. I was hungry, but not sure what I wanted. Just like a kid, I opened the refrigerator and stared. I had nothing. Oh, there was plenty in the fridge, but nothing jumped out and said “Eat me, I’ll do a bang-up-job with your hunger game!” Continue reading
Lamb was on the menu for our Christmas dinner, and as my life seems to go, plans changed. We ended up feasting on pork enchiladas with red chile.
Let me just say, it was mighty fine. However, I still had a four and a half pound boneless leg of lamb sitting in the refrigerator that I was antsy to fix and devour. Continue reading
Well, friends, 2017 is winding down. As the season goes, I’ve wined and dined, Kahlua and creamed, fudged and brittled my way through. Don’t judge, you’ve done the same. And, truth be told, I’ve eaten pretty darn well given all the delicacies. But, what I’m really craving is salad; a plain mix of greens with a little olive oil, some balsamic and a pinch of salt and pepper. Yep, bring it on in copious amounts. Continue reading
Jazzy Christmas music is playing; a really cool version of Silver Bells crooned by Tony Bennett. “Soon, it will be Christmas Day” … but cookies with the Grands need to be baked first. Continue reading