How long has it been since you thought about the words “sloppy” and “joe” in the same sentence? Let me guess…sitting in your school cafeteria, singing Adam Sandler’s ballad about the lunch lady. Our own dear lunch lady at St. Mary High, Mrs. Brenda Hayden, would serve up the best homemade rolls in the world. … Continue reading »
Almost nine years ago, when my son Jake was born into the sticky heat of a Kentucky July, my life-long friend Brittany came to visit. She brought a stack of the cutest baby rompers you could ever imagine, along with about 30 pounds of salsa fixins. We drank margaritas and ate her mango salsa all … Continue reading »
There are some days when nothing but Mexican food will do. Yesterday was one of those days. So we grilled up our favorite Mexican fajitas and “dined” (as my sweet stepdaddy would say) on the patio, fiesta style! We could even hear the strumming of a mariachi band. Gotta love the Tropicales cable music channel. These … Continue reading »
I adore Mexican food. And margaritas. I do not, however, adore the way I feel when I walk out of a Mexican restaurant. (Margaritas notwithstanding.) So it will come as no surprise that I have concocted a bevvy of Mexican meals in my kitchen. Some healthier than others. If you want to eat what I … Continue reading »
Ah, Fat Tuesday. Mardi Gras, as most folks would say. How I love the sweet aroma of gumbo and king cake. And there’s something so satisfying about making a cow out of myself for this one day since I can justify it by sacrificing something monumental over the next 40 days. Like caffeinated sodas, for instance. That’s … Continue reading »
