Sunday Supper {spaghetti and meatballs}
A few years back, my oldest and best childhood friend moved to Atlanta. She had gone to college here so it was a temporary homecoming of sorts, but it was the first time… Continue reading
A few years back, my oldest and best childhood friend moved to Atlanta. She had gone to college here so it was a temporary homecoming of sorts, but it was the first time… Continue reading
Whilst contemplating what I should cook this year to celebrate my mom’s birthday (eleven days ago, now), it occurred to me that a large majority of what she would make for us involved… Continue reading
Pot roast is the sweat suit of the culinary world: comfortable, doesn’t really take much thought to throw it on, and at times, just sort of sad. But this recipe for pot roast… Continue reading
Steak and potatoes is such an all-American meal. Unless it’s steak frites, in which case it’s all-French. Both are sublime if you’re a carnivore – which I am – and so last night’s… Continue reading
Or the stealthy preparation of beefy mac, a play in three acts. I can’t even front that this meal is remotely authentic in any way. It’s probably more closely related to a box… Continue reading