The RV Chronicles — I’m better than my Instagram alter ego (Recipe: Buttery Roasted Shrimp & Asparagus)

Buttery Roasted Shrimp & Asparagus —

My Instagram followers see a little more than the 20 of you who come here on a regular basis. It’s not that I’m trying to hide anything from you, rather I’ve just not figured out a … presentable way to show you random pictures of me frying okra or drinking Scotch. And maybe that’s a […]

Food Snob Chronicles — Chicken Caesar Pasta Salad

ChickenCaesarPastaSaladWeb

Go into any American ‘traditional’ restaurant and you’ll see salads like this one listed under the dinner heading. Admittedly, there’s only one salad that I’ve ever ordered as a meal, and the following version is not it. My bride and baby girl, on the other hand, have enjoyed Chicken Caesar Pasta Salad (or something similar) […]

Food Snob Chronicles – Feed the frenzy some Fried Taco Ravioli

Feed the frenzy - Fried Taco Ravioli

It’s been more than 30 years since I’ve had anything more than a bettor’s interest in the NCAA Tournament  otherwise known as March Madness.  Back in 1984 I was wowed by a combination of SMU vs. Georgetown (one of the lowest scoring games in modern tournament history); and Phi Slama Jama – Akeem (later Hakeem) […]

The Unorthodox Epicure — Pimento Cheese-stuffed Sugar Snap Peas

Pimento Cheese-stuffed Sugar Snaps — Tangy. Crunchy-Sweet. Addicting.

Let’s get one thing straight: I’m not a fan of foofoo appetizers. Sure, I’ll nosh on them here and there, but I’m really just a guy who is looking forward to the main course. Until now. An appetizer is traditionally arranged to whet one’s appetite … get it ready for the meal to come. This […]

The Unorthodox Epicure (Recipe): Antipasto Pasta Salad

Antipasto Pasta Salad — The meal before the meal.

Being Southern and German as I am, the whole antipasto thing always confused me as a child. Even as a young adult, I couldn’t imagine why the Italians were anti such a wonderful plate of cured meat and cheeses that they’d invented. And don’t get me started on the whole pasto part of it. Why […]

Confession No. 106 – The problems with friends

Tex-Mex Orzo Salad. Delicious on its own. Delectable as a side.

If greeting card sales and massive search engine returns are reliable indicators, friendship is a good thing. But friend problems also seem to be a popular subject, with more than 662 million results from Google alone. Why is friendship grief so much more (search engine) prominent than Coca Cola and chocolate — combined? Well, let […]

Confession No. 93 — How I remember (Recipe: Boardwalk Sausage & Peppers Sandwich)

Sausage & Peppers Sandwiches. Bada Bing!

I remember those who gave their lives for me. Not only this weekend, but always. I think of their ultimate sacrifice daily — when I speak to or think about my father. He lived to tell the stories about others who didn’t. April 7, 1966 My father, as I’ve mentioned here before, was raised in […]

Confession No. 91 — Women are know-it-alls. Really. (Recipe: Chicken Fried Steak w/ Sawmill Gravy

Chicken Fried Steak — served with the requisite Mashed Potatoes & Gravy; and toast for sopping.

Only two people in my life have ever bought my underwear – my mom and (then) my wife. It’s not that I can’t do for myself. I just don’t know my size or where to find men’s skivvies in my local department store. But that’s not the only knowledge I’m not privy to. My wife, […]

Food Snob Chronicles — Cast Iron: The original (and still the best) non-stick all-purpose cookware (Recipe: Dutch Oven Lasagna)

Lasagna

So much for a mystery. Since you know where I’m going with this, I’ll get right to the bullet points. Cast Iron Cookware does: have better thermal capacity than most other cookware metals, including copper, aluminum and stainless steel; conduct heat 5 times better than stainless steel; have non-stick properties to that of the leading […]

Confession No. 75 — Stop! Right now! Please? (Recipe: Caribbean-style Roasted Pork Shoulder)

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I have a fairly thick skin. Fine. So I don’t, really. But, I’ve learned through the years to move on, or at least keep my trap shut. Sometimes, though, I forget to take my meds. Pajamas are for bedtime This could just be a Texas thing. Or, it could be isolated to my hometown. People […]