The Unorthodox Epicure — Crab Cakes Eggs Benedict w/ Asparagus

Yes, it’s as exquisite as it sounds. Softly poached eggs drenched in luscious Hollandaise are enticing in their own right. Add sweet crisp-tender asparagus and succulent crab cakes and you’ve reached Beulah Land. Most things worth having are worth working for, and this dish is no exception. You’ll have to plan ahead and you’ll be […]

Food Snob Chronicles — Recipe: Fresh Chicken Chorizo

It’s been more than 30 years since I had my first taste of Mexican chorizo — tucked in a fresh flour tortilla with eggs, potatoes and cheese — and I’ve loved it ever since. Use it anywhere you’d use any other Mexican-themed meat — with tacos, tostadas (pictured), eggs or even added to queso fundido.  Want […]

Confession No. 133 — Being Archie

‘Every family has one … And Archie was that guy in our family … That uncle.’ I spoke in my loudest and most sincere voice to about 50 people whom I didn’t know. I’d met a few of them in years past but I couldn’t have recognized them on the street. Nor would I register […]

The Unorthodox Epicure — (Recipe): Tex-Mex Breakfast Tacos

I remember my first breakfast taco like it was yesterday. The year was 1982 … maybe? (Hey, the year doesn’t matter. I was young!) My church youth group was on a spring break trip in Corpus Christi and a few of us guys ended up sleeping at the home of a military doctor. Their house […]

The Unorthodox Epicure: Sausage Gravy — the Real Deal

Let’s be honest. Sausage gravy-covered biscuits aren’t exactly on the menu at Club Med — or the the Deborah Heart & Lung Center. Unlike most other breakfasts — Philadelphia Scrapple notwithstanding — sausage gravy is to breakfast what coal mining is to careers: Done daily, it makes for a good, but shorter life. Having grown […]

Confession No. 112 — A few words and phrases that you never want to hear

Ask the average person what words or phrases they despise and most of them will respond similarly. Profanity. Hateful expressions. Self-righteous assertions. Not me. Nope. I can handle the occasional swear word, rude comment or pompous ass. But there are a handful of contradictory or foreboding utterances that make my skin crawl. I hate to […]

Confession No. 108 — Sticks and stones may break one’s bones, but words hurt forever (Recipe: Baked Apple Cider Donuts)

My heart was broken this week. It happened as a result of hearing second-hand information — third-hand, really. Still, an indirect quotation in this case was enough to crush my spirit. I learned that one of our children has trudged through his young life in a state of melancholy. And it’s all because of something an […]

Confession No. 49 – Boundaries? What boundaries?

If you’ve ever had to write your name on something in your own refrigerator, you might just feel my pain. If you’ve come home to find that no one could read your writing, we have a definite connection. Boundaries. For me, they are nothing more than dastardly examples of cruel trickery. Contemptible. Disheartening. Figmental. If […]

Confession No. 21 — I should have eaten the English pea salad long ago

Between explaining to the day care this past week that my grandson did not learn obscene gestures from me, and cringing about my new medication, I turned over a new culinary leaf. I ate food homemade by people I don’t know. I won’t go into my usual 800-word rant here. The bottom line is that […]