The Unorthodox Epicure — General Tso’s Chicken Wings

Of all the Chinese joints I’ve ever eaten at, only one has creative enough to re-purpose two of its most popular menu selections in coming up with a newfangled appetizer. General Tso’s Chicken Wings. I first saw General Tso’s Chicken Wings little more than a year ago at a restaurant in Seabrook, Texas — only […]

The Unorthodox Epicure — Presenting The MegaWatt (aka ‘The J.J. Watt Dog’)

It’s nice to know people. No, I don’t know J.J. Watt. Ashamedly, I’d never really heard of him before moving to the Houston area a couple years ago. But trust me when I say that the mere mention of his name in these parts makes men stand up and salute, and women shudder with delight. […]

Confession No. 139 — Some folks doth protest too much, methinks (Recipe: Apple Brie Crostini)

Unlike many friends and even more acquaintances, I watched the nationwide protests of this mid-January with nary an ounce of consternation. Before you go thinking that I’m indifferent or have internally marginalized those who choose to question authority, I implore you to get to know me. Truth is, I’ve openly challenged jurisdiction more times than […]

The RV Chronicles — Tailgating at the Jimmy Rockford (Recipe: Brats in a Blanket w/ Caramelized Kraut)

This ain’t no stadium parking lot and the only games being watched are piped through tacky little parabolas mounted atop cinder blocks. But it’s a tailgating atmosphere any time the mosquitoes are buzzing. A stroll to the laundry room, pool or trash dumpster brings an audible cornucopia of soundtracks — everything from Kenny Chesney to […]

Confession No. 67 — A few shout-outs … and shout-ats

Everyone deserves at least some sort of recognition and, after wrapping up last month dressed as Tyler Florence, I entered November in a recognizing mood. This past week, I recognized the most important person in my world with a love letter. This week, it’s a veritable potpourri. Shout out — To everyone who put others […]

Confession No. 12 — I have effluvious memories of every game I’ve attended.

Every spectator sports crowd has at least one among them — the concession stand special-orderer … the person who will eat only during a particular quarter or inning … the guy who refuses to use a cup holder if it’s installed on the back of the seat in front of him. The inconvenient oddball. Someone like […]