Food Snob Chronicles — The final summer crop: Eggplant Fries w/ Pink Parmesan Sauce

I don’t recall when or where my love affair with Eggplant began. But I know it was early. Many of my food memories come from 1100 Berry Lane. We’d moved there from South 12th Street — from a wood frame house that sat near a bend in the road, to a brick home that sat […]

The Unorthodox Epicure — New York-style Pizza

I first ate New York-style pizza in 1978 in my local mall. But I didn’t know it at the time. In fact, that was a treat (as was going to the mall — my how times have changed). In our small northeast Texas town, we had Pizza Hut, Pizza Inn, Shakey’s (the place with the […]

Confession No. 96 – And they think I’m going to the dogs?

Every neighborhood, apartment building or trailer park has one. Neither economics nor affluency play a role with this person. But, almost always it’s a she. And there are two traits that she shares with her counterparts in other locales: a dire need for some serious couch time with a shrink. And her nickname. The ‘crazy’ […]

Confession No. 54 – Want a dinner invitation? Just learn this four-letter word. (Recipe: Eggplant Parmigiana Stacks)

My name is Adam and I confess to misusing more words than most people in the English-speaking world. As a child, my clothing was kept in a chester drawers. In my teen years, when I described the melting pot of people who make up our earth, they were from all woks of life. And, embarrassingly, […]

Confession No. 53 – Not now. Not ever. No matter what. (Recipe: Chinese Gold Coin)

We all have a list of things that we refuse to do, no matter the circumstances. Mine is longer than most. It goes without saying to the folks who know me that I’ll never consider Daddy Longlegs to be ticklish; I will never require a parachute; and I’ll never sport skin art, no matter the […]

Confession No. 44 — Reading this might ruin your dinner. (So read it afterward.)

Chrome, neon and dapperly dressed hosts certainly make a great first restaurant impression, but it’s the wafting aroma of good food that tends to close the deal. And the smell works, no matter the restaurant — or home kitchen. First impressions with people work in much the same way. Nice hair. Clean teeth. Sufficient starch […]

Confession No. 2 — I’m a Scotch-drinking, sod-busting outdoorsman. But . . . (Recipe: Grilled Eggplant Parmigiana)

Roger Price, in his book In One Head and Out the Other (Ballantine, 1954), wrote “I had one grunch, but the eggplant over there.” I was introduced to the phrase by my radio mentor — the same man who once interrupted my complaining and said “Adam! That’s why they call it ‘work’!” The eggplant phrase […]