There are times when pit jockeys, such as myself, just mull around grill side, sipping a glass of inspiration while thinking about grilling something a little different, you know? We continuously look for new and different edibles that will simultaneously wake…
It had to happen sooner or later. In this case, it was later. You see, I’ve had a hickory smoked mushroom galette in the back of my mind for a long time. A very long time. But with an armful…
Shades of beige blanketed the yard. That, instill, is notable though. Just seeing the beige meant that the temperatures finally warmed enough to melt the longstanding snow that has been seemingly hanging around since the very beginning of winter. It…
The last of the hummingbirds had made their way through our little refuge, soaking in the sugar water and providing one last performance of the season. With their departure, it seems, the daylight also decided to wind down, retiring earlier…
The skies were angry that day, my friend. And blustery. Very blustery. Winnie-The-Pooh type blustery. Sometimes the seasons slide in the back door, barely noticeable in their arrival. Sometimes, as on this day, they ride in on dramatic, cloud formed…
The four, dark green poblanos continually called out to me from their reclined, lazy position on the plate. I got them from the local farmers market with the intent on stuffing them with something, but whatever I came up with…
It started simple enough. The day, as it unfolded, was young and full of promise, including the weather. High skies, as the saying goes, as blue as that polyester suit I still have hanging in my closet, with the white…
First there was puzzlement. Then I think I had a little twitch, followed by a nervous laugh. As the delivery driver walked towards our house with the box, it became apparent that the box sported a cow’s head on it,…
It doesn’t have to be this way, you know. Certain foods for certain days, seasons, or times of the year. You know what I’m talkin’ about. No ice cream for breakfast. No wine or whiskey before, what, like noon or…
Ironically, I can see it only by closing my eyes. The Chinatown vendors in their colorful selling spaces, bustling about while visitors move up and down the street looking over their wares and food offerings. The aroma on the street…
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