Mississippi tea
Here in Mississippi, when the conversation turns to beverages, people will often refer to “sweet tea,” and it annoys the hell out 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…
Read MoreIt’s been raining here in Mississippi, and judging by the scene outside my office this morning, Mississippi mushrooms like rain. Overnight, a lovely…
Read MoreOn the evening of Friday, June 23, downtown McComb will buzz with the energy of Chez Clay, my one-night pop-up restaurant. Topisaw General Store…
Read MoreI have a confession. It’s a food confession. There shouldn’t be a need to apologize for tastes in food. There are white meat…
Read MoreIn these pages three years ago I wrote about some chickens I’d stuffed. My thinking riffed vaguely on turducken. As a reminder for…
Read MoreCrowds of people are not my idea of a good time. I like my space and I don’t like noise. Crowds of drunk…
Read MoreDear Mr. Dukakis, I read the article about you in the Boston Globe a few days ago. At first I thought just that…
Read MoreThere are people who go gaga for sandwiches. You don’t have to look very far to find folks who live for grilled cheese…
Read MoreWhen asked what my last meal would be if I knew I would die soon, I generally name lamb, raspberries and pears. The…
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