This is another of those not-my-recipes recipe. And I love it more than mere words can say. I’d like to hold it close and dance with it, all the while inhaling the beautiful aroma and eating the very…
Brussels Sprouts Salad!
I love Brussels Sprouts. Not everyone does, I know. So if the hair on the back of your neck is standing up, at the mere mention of the little green orbs, this probably isn’t the recipe for you.…
Marinade for Steak
Meat! I love a good steak, and when I prepare it at home, it is usually with this marinade. It’s simple and forgiving. The only catch is, I try to remember to put the steak in the marinade…
Cheddar Jalapeno Cornbread Muffins!
This is not my recipe. Oh! How I wish I could claim its origins, but alas, I cannot. Mister and I were at a beach party (where, incidentally, we once again felt like we were in a…
Fava Perfetto!
Fava Perfetto is so good, I can’t even tell you. I often serve it as an appetizer, with grissini (skinny, hard bread sticks). I’ve also served it on crostini (toasted bread slices). But what really gets me…
Holiday Cookies
This recipe came to me from a former friend, years ago. Well, it mostly came from her. She sort of wrote out amounts, then sort of wrote directions. She neglected to write out little details like precisely…
Southern Living’s Cranberry Jezebel Sauce
Okay. I realize this recipe might have come in handy a few days ago. But the way I figure it, you’ve got some leftover turkey and other fixings in your fridge. And you’re probably out of cranberries.…
Roasted Figs With Honey-Ricotta
There was a recipe. I was so excited to try it. I emailed that recipe to myself (or thought I did) and when the evening came to make a little dessert, I couldn’t find any trace of it.…
Not Your Mama’s Tuna Hot Dish
When I was a kid, I loved the low-brow tuna casserole we were fed on a semi-regular basis. Talk about White Trash Cooking! It was the only tuna casserole I knew, and it was good. Still, as I…
You Can Take The Girl Out of The South…
I knew I was going to a late afternoon movie, then meeting friends for dinner. I knew I would be eating “Crackerjack Shrimp” at Genghis Cohen. I knew this. But I had catfish in the fridge, and…