The Unorthodox Epicure — Thai Grilled Chicken

Imagine this scenario: You pull into your driveway after a long day at work; you exit your car and the first thing that hits you is the aroma of whatever is cooking on the neighbor’s grill.  Oh, you’ve planned your menu and have insisted on sticking to it. But your Aunt Martha’s famous tuna casserole […]

Food Snob Chronicles — Steak 101: Say goodbye to steak sauce

It’s been said that a good steak needs no sauce. And truer words have never been spoken. Take Ruth’s Chris, for example. I know someone who shamelessly asked his server for Worcestershire. They obliged him … but not before shaking their heads. That same person asked me for Worcestershire for the aged beef that I’d […]

The Unorthodox Epicure — Garlic Butter Grilled Oysters

My infatuation with oysters is odd. I’ve eaten them since childhood — though I’ve never really been crazy about them. I think it all began when my father, an avid oyster eater, mentioned that he’d once found a pearl while eating a fried version of the popular bivalve mollusk. I was perhaps seven or eight-years-old, […]

Confession No. 95 — No pouting allowed! Even on my birthday!

I used to be a birthday pouter. Yep. I sulked slightly in the weeks leading up. Then, on the morning of the big day, my jawbones jutted forward so that my lower lip was in the perfect position to catch all of the self-pity that I was able to muster. It’s a tradition that began […]

Confession No. 94 – From the mouths of parents: Lingual lapses

I‘ve been a parent for quite a while and a child even longer. Far from perfect in either capacity, my biggest gaffes have mainly involved something I’ve said. Yep, I own the gamut of lingual lapses. And (too) many of them have been received by young ears. On teachers and tweakers It’s come back to […]

Confession No. 85 – So, you think you’re an expert? (Recipe: Churrasco Mixed Grill)

I‘ve taken a swing at a backdoor slider; windsurfed on the Barnegat Bay; tried my hand at glass blowing; attempted to play guitar (and sing like Dave Grohl); and — most recently — fly a B-52 Stratofortress. Fine. I was the co-pilot in the B-52 simulator at Barksdale Air Force Base. Still, after an hour […]

Confession No. 58 — Confidential to my parents: Your curse is in full swing … and then some

It’s happened. Again. For the fourth time. That curse placed upon me that I would have children much like myself? It’s alive and well. My parents had to hear about such incidents as the time(s) I was chastised at daycare for using profanity. The director, after once hearing me call someone a ‘shit damn,’ called […]

Confession No. 55 — No means no. So do about 8,000 other phrases.

It’s pronounced and spelled the same in multiple languages and easily understood in many others. It won’t net you many Scrabble points, but the word can have some major implications in real life. It’s a word so simple that it’s commonly the first one children learn. Yet many of us tend to avoid at all […]

Confession No. 38 — Can someone tell me why?

When I was a young child, the series ‘Tell Me Why’ lined a section of our home bookshelves. Each dictionary-sized volume contained a slew of answers to questions such as ‘Why do spiders weave webs?’ or ‘Why do leaves change colors?’ They were interesting reads, indeed. Now, I have a few questions of my own. […]