When Life Gives You Chorizo, You Gotta Make Paella
Well that was fast, wasn’t it? I’m talking about this spring and summer. I just don’t know where they went, yet here we are, rolling through back-to-school department store commercials and bus stop weather forecasts from the local weather prognosticators….
Shrimp Scampiedini: Grill ‘Em, Eat ‘Em, Repeat
It was an afternoon like many that I’ve come to experience, meaning one with wandering thoughts and a craving in my stomach. This time it happened to be thoughts of shrimp on the grill. More specifically, a shrimp scampi type…
Cajun Shrimp & Hickory Smoked Grits: Ayeeeee!
The winds that blew this day were quite impressive. Tipping chairs threatened pitside while tree limbs bent as over as to greet me with the few clinging leaves they still possessed. Indeed, various types of debris flying by at light…
BBQ Pumpkin Glazed Salmon and Shrimp.
I finally caved. Well, it’s more of a compromise than a caving, I suppose. I’m talking about pumpkin spice, and how it has infiltrated every flavor profile out there, showing itself to be just as invasive as those late summer…
Small Bites For Wood Fired Appetites: The Grilled Pu Pu Platter
I had to at least try. This little beauty was just waiting to be used, especially after painstakingly disassembling and seasoning it to its original cast iron glory. And today, with a gorgeous sky, mild temperature, and just a…
Crab And Shrimp Stuffed Portabellas: Oh Happy Day!
To the infrequent passerby, I might give off the appearance, on this particular day anyway, of an early morning backyard fitness enthusiast, attempting some new crossfit based agility routine. But I can assure you, those jumping jack gyrations and lower…
It’s All Greek To Me: Portabella Caps With Shrimp And Artichoke Skewers
To the uninitiated, it may have seemed that we were on our way towards summer. It was an easy mistake to make, what with the lilac buds popping and the sound of children playing at the nearby park while the…
Paella On The Grill, Sangria In The Glass
I woke up to the sounds of Flamenco music, complete with the strumming of acoustic guitars, the snapping of fingers in the air, and the clatter of stomping heels on the hardwood floor. How they got in my bedroom I’ll never know,…
Happy Shrimp, Because You’re Never Too Old To Play With Your Food
I like to sit and think. Some call it lollygagging, some may call it meandering. But I find that an integral part of any grilling or smoking adventure must revolve around the simple art of sitting around, relaxing, and doing some…
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