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Following my trip to Syracuse and dinner at Dinosaur Bar-B-Que, and with it being deep into the summer season, I thought I’d post a recipe for baked beans. Side dishes are often overlooked at a barbecue feast, but you need those complementary accompaniments to provide variety and cut through the fatty richness of barbecued meats. Besides, I’ve posted before on how to make pork ribs and grilled chicken, so this time, I’m showing you a side instead. When I think of baked beans, I think of my elementary school cafeteria

What I noticed about my dining experiences at Avec, Blackbird, and Girl and the Goat was their common use of fresh, seasonal ingredients. Whether it’s fish or vegetables, the dishes are reflective of the time of year. The hubs and I have a friend who’s an avid fisher, and he gifted us this hybrid striped bass. There’s no better way to enjoy fresh seafood than to fire it up quickly on the pan with butter, salt, and cracked black pepper before giving it a squeeze of lemon prior to eating.

Some of my most memorable cocktail experiences have been in New York. From Apotheke to Please Don’t Tell to Angel’s Share, NYC undoubtedly has a deserving reputation of being home to some of the best cocktail bars in the world. So as a tribute, I’ll close out my New York series with none else than a recipe for the Old Fashioned cocktail. A little history lesson: the “cocktail” was first defined in the early 19th century as a beverage consisting of spirits, water, bitters, and sugar. The basic formula came

All I can say is, best blueberry pancakes ever. And everyone knows it, too. The wait on weekdays can Be well over an hour. On weekends? Expect a two- to three-hour wait. The good thing is, like most establishments in New York, you can put your name and number on the wait list, and go somewhere nearby for coffee or cocktails (depending on your MO). The downside is, there aren’t too many options close by. I loathe waiting more than twenty minutes to be seated, but I’ll do so on

Inspired by my trip to Nashville, where I had tasty meals at both Arnold’s Country Kitchen and Hattie B’s Hot Chicken, here’s a recipe for mac ’n cheese. I had this dish at both restaurants—Arnold’s makes a pretty classic one, while Hattie B’s adds pimento cheese. Funny story: during one of my NMO attacks years ago, I was put on several days of intravenous corticosteroids, whose side effects include insomnia, water retention, and increased appetite. For days, all I craved was instant mac ’n cheese—you know, the kind that comes

Easter has come and gone, and now you’re stuck with a dozen hard-boiled eggs. You can be healthy and eat two at a time for a quick breakfast or one as a mid-morning snack, but that’s boring. How about an egg salad sandwich instead? Quick and easy, egg salad is a make-ahead item that you can leave in your refrigerator for the week and use as you go. You can even dump some in a bowl and eat straight-up with a spoon for a light meal. It’s the ultimate lazy

can’t recall the last time I had a cough this persistent. It’s been over a month, and I can’t shake the damn thing. I’ve gone through OTC cough syrup and two prescription sizzurps—first with codeine, and then with hydrocodone. I coughed so much, I injured my diaphragm. My poor hubs—he dodged my germs for four weeks. But then his body succumbed, and he got sick, too. Fortunately, neither of us had the flu. My cold just lasts a long time because I have a very low immune system due to

I’m not a celebrant of Valentine’s Day, since I think it’s mostly an unnecessary jaunt through over-consumerism, but tomorrow is the hubs’s birthday, so I thought I’d honor him with a recipe for one of his favorite foods. The hubs loves a good burger. In Houston, our current favorite burger joint is Stanton’s City Bites, but why not make it at home yourself? I grew up eating McDonald’s, and even though fast food, especially those Golden Arches, spurs such contempt in our current health-conscious generation, I can’t deny I still

Stuffing is one of those dishes with the most liberal of interpretations, depending on who makes it and what ingredients are used. Technically, what I make is not stuffing, but rather dressing. It’s not stuffing because it’s not stuffed in anything. (I never roast my bird, and frying a stuffed turkey would just be bad news.) But I like calling it “stuffing” anyway, because that word is just more fun to say than “dressing.” (Plus I always think of salad vinaigrettes when I hear “dressing.”) One of my earliest memories

When I think of American comfort food, I think of potatoes. I love potatoes in all forms: fried, baked, mashed, smashed, or whipped. What, you might ask, is the difference between mashed potatoes, smashed potatoes, and whipped potatoes? After digging around online, I’ve come up with this answer.

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