Daddy’s nachos
In the early 1970s—even in San Antonio, where I lived—Mexican restaurants were not yet to be found on every corner or in every…
Read MoreIn the early 1970s—even in San Antonio, where I lived—Mexican restaurants were not yet to be found on every corner or in every…
Read MoreI pay fifty dollars a year for access to the New York Times cooking section. Regular subscriptions to the paper give you articles…
Read MoreRoberta Cliché prided herself on her cooking. She considered herself the Queen of Westchester where food was concerned. Manuelo Cliché, Roberta’s husband, was…
Read MoreI read a minute ago that the French eat 50 million snails a year. Wait. Let me clarify. I read just now in…
Read More(An abridged version of this review appeared April 22, 2021, on Instagram in meatfilleddough.) In a mid-1970s Tonight Show monologue, Johnny Carson said, “McDonald’s announced…
Read MoreMama was not a very good cook. She was an inspirational schoolteacher, the kind to whom people sent tear-wrinkled letters of gratitude, years after they left her classroom. She pulled…
Read MoreThe folks at the International Quality & Productivity Center had a hard time in 2007 finding someone to deliver the International Keynote Address…
Read MoreWhen I moved to rural Mississippi from downtown Los Angeles, I knew I was in for environmental shifts beyond just the absence of…
Read MoreHere in Mississippi, when the conversation turns to beverages, people will often refer to “sweet tea,” and it annoys the hell out of…
Read MoreThere often appear on these pages descriptions and pictures of interesting food items that Calvin and I have prepared and eaten, both at…
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