Some memories never fade. They just crystallize and sparkle in our memories. I love music. And I grew up on a farm. Put those together and what do you get? Yup. My favorite memories of all time consist of me and my Dad driving around in that old Ford pickup of his at 80 miles…
Tag: 1980’s
I Will Have the Jeffrey Dahmer Special with a side of deep-fried Sweeney!
Being a cook means you get to spend a lot of time in other people’s kitchens. A lot of QUALITY time. However… Some people have odd taste in decorating. Take the signs people keep in their kitchens for instance. There are the ones you expect to see: “Wash Hands Before Preparing Food” And, the tacky…
What The Hell Is In This?
All cooks do it whether they admit it or not. You hate to throw out food. I know I do. Any time my husband opens the refrigerator and starts complaining about how full it is, I simply hold my breath, refuse to answer and hope he moves along as quickly as possible to the next…
Why Did The Chicken Cross the Road?
This story could also be subtitled: “Why is that chicken on fire?” You may or may not know it but my brother could never be described as the sharpest tack in the shed. I mean, you expect a teenager to have the occasional accident… Or, get caught experimenting with marijuana… Maybe even piss off the…
Is This Supposed to Crunch?
Okay, I admit it. Every cook has one. A dark culinary secret that they hide away to keep people from laughing at them. Some cooks buy frosting. Some served canned soup. Others, well… me,…oh… well, I sometimes use a box mix when making something that is not normally on my agenda. Usually, dinner turns out…
The Holiday Epidemic We Are All Ignoring – To Our Peril!
You better watch out or it will get you!
Tell Me Again How To Get Cheese Out Of Chest Hair?
I am going to brag a little bit. I make kick-ass Mac and Cheese. I like nothing better than to sit back with a big bowl of hot, steamy macaroni and cheese and power watching “Red Dwarf”. And, at the end of a hard day, there really is nothing more comforting and relaxing. My coworkers…
Just Push A Little Harder
I love sausage. I really, really do. And, no, you sicko. I mean sausage as in a stuffed casing – not the other type. Um, I mean, I like that type, too, but— Where was I? Ah, sausage. Seriously, is there anything better on this planet than a warm Italian sausage fresh from the grill?…
Slip, Slidin’, Awayyyyyyyyyyy!
Catfish has never been my favorite food. I don’t know whether it is the texture or the greasy smell that you get when making it most of the time. And, let’s face it – it has to be deep fried or it never even approaches edible. Someone even tried to give me catfish sushi one…
A Little Pretension Goes A Long Way
I have seen q uite a few kitchen mishaps in my time. Truly. Everything from cuts to bruises to burning hair to accidentally leaving bits of themselves in the food. But, that is a story for another time. Or maybe not. My Dad makes kick ass chili. Just the right amount of spices. Kidney beans…
My Life In Bad Food 