Growing up in Savannah, I spent my summers combing the beach at Tybee, crabbing off my grandparents’ dock, and sailing the Wilmington River. It was idyllic and sun-kissed, but most importantly, it was largely unsupervised…With all that time on the water you’d think today I’d be an accomplished poissonnier. I am not.
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a little fun with fungi…
…music, mortality & mushrooms Throughout the month of February, mushrooms were the cause célèbre of my kitchen – meaning I overbought at the Farmers Market and it was a race against time. I’ve always considered mushrooms woefully underrated and worthy of more attention, for despite their rustic, earthy pedigree, they are delicacies in countless culturesContinue reading “a little fun with fungi…”
the second best thing on earth…
…a not-so-altruistic brownie review. I love brownies, pretty much all brownies. I’m unimpressed by fancy branding, I find frosting to be an unnecessary embellishment, and I think nuts are entirely superfluous. I’m not kidding – I love them all, even the $1 private label bagged mixes that don’t qualify for a box. A Little DebbieContinue reading “the second best thing on earth…”
unapologetic foolishness…
…and the serendipity of typos: coping with pandemic lockdown. I had a great idea a few months ago: I was going to write a social media post about the absurdity of the last 18 months and how I’d cooked my way through it with silly kitchen antics, laughter, friendship and a little on-demand joi deContinue reading “unapologetic foolishness…”
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