A Big Ol’ Spring Chicken In A Cast Iron Pan
We’re looking at things a little differently now, aren’t we? I mean, first of all, we’re measuring rain instead of snow. And with a bit of added daylight, we can see signs of growth and renewal instead of dead or…
BBQ Shrimp & Grits, NOLA Style
Mentioning the word grits will most times get my head turning like one of those weird, mindless, dog and pony show carnival tricks. Yeah, I like ’em that much. So when my NOLA Style BBQ Shrimp plans got derailed by…
Smoked Fisherman’s Stew: A Hearty Bowl With A Seafarer’s Soul
Maybe it’s my love of the water. Maybe it’s the rainy, cooler weather that we had been having. Most likely, it’s my inner admiration for the Gorton’s Fisherman guy, all decked out in his bright yellow slicker, ready to brave…
Caramelized Onion & Goat Cheese Galette
You might be interested in the history of the onion. If you are, well, you might also be on the wrong blog, because I’m not here to get into any of that. But I do like ’em. I like the…
Grilled Trout In Brown Butter White Wine Sauce With Capers And Sundried Tomatoes
There I was, patiently hanging out in the back of my Lincoln SUV, enjoying a little bit of cold-weather fishing while looking out over a peaceful, serene lake and whistling the theme song from The Andy Griffith Show. No. I…
The Cranberry Jalapeno Turkey Burger: Maximum Flavor With Minimal Effort
Some days, man. Some days. Some just aren’t meant for the leisurely, low and slow barbecue process. This is one of those days. Cold, breezy, with a little nip in the air that begs for a little sip in my…
Balsamic Chicken and Veggies: One Pan Deliciousness
A fresh blanket of snow is like a new canvas, ready to be molded into something of your choosing. Even when anticipated, it drives primal instincts, making sane people scurry about, collecting food staples as if they’re going to be…
Pitside Therapy Provides Calm – And Scallops. Delicious Cast Iron Seared Scallops.
A simple question posed online by a social media friend started a long and eye-opening discussion. I will add that this is a person that I have actually met, not a virtual “friend” that simply follows along to be nosey…
My Oh My, Dat Crawfish Pie!
It came in an unmarked, brown paper package, and my pulse quickened, hoping this was the item I ordered on impulse. I ran my hands over the package, indeed detecting the outline of my obsessive purchase, a well-dated, and well-used,…
Alpaca Sliders, Because, Why Not?
His name was Al. Al Paca. It wasn’t really. I just made that up. Doesn’t matter though. His name could’ve been anything because as we happened to see each other across the walking paths of the local farmers market, it…
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