I’m not the meatiest of carnivores. I’m in it for the toppings. I’m most interested in a steak when it is topped with a ludicrous amount of A-1 sauce and/or bleu cheese.
Some things change: the city I live in / the friends I visit on a lazy weekend / the view from my living room window / my mega longing for California Mexican food / the frequency with which I eat fried oyster po’boys.
Hi my friends! Can we talk for just a moment about how great it feels to get a fresh pair of gym shoes?
I’m taking my time getting to know New Orleans. There’s so much to learn about the food culture here.
I wish there was some sort of Willy Wonka-style candy factory that produced savory avocado delights instead of candy.
This is a safe place. This is the place you can openly admit to watching Bachelor In Paradise and eating chocolate chips for dinner.
Hello my friends! We’re in it, aren’t we? Are these the dog days of summer? I hope you’re taking it easy this weekend.
Happy Friday, my friends! It’s August and I’ve never been so hot. I think my brain might be boiling.
It would seem as though I’m trying to drink my way through the rainbow, lemonade style. First there was bright red with Beet Lemonade.
It would probably be best to enjoy this sweet Apricot Buttermilk Pie with a big floppy hat, a Scarlett O’Hara inspired dress, some sort of lavish front porch, a glass of iced tea, and a slow-drawl Southern accent.
We’ve made it to Friday which means that hopefully there’s some sort of kicking off of our shoes in the very near future.
I collect two things, nail polish and cookbooks. Ironically, I don’t always have my nails done and I certainly don’t cook every recipe from this massive collection.
I’m the most dangerous person at your dinner party. I’m the one that lingers near the Deviled Eggs at a party.
Hello and Happy Sunday! This week has been loads of work, recipe testing, standing in front of the pantry eating chocolate chips out of the bag, and scrolling through everyone’s Summer vacations on Instagram.
I’m already anticipating Sunday. Talk about putting the cart before the horse. We haven’t even hopped around the weekend enough to make it to Sunday.
Don’t look at me with those sad-clown eyes (wait… is that a thing?). It can’t be all Peach Cobbler Cinnamon Rolls around here.
What is HomeFries? Not potatoes. Not this time. HomeFries is the podcasting site and all around fun space that I created a few years back with my partners Michael and Tracy.
I hope you have a cute new Summer haircut. I hope you’re wearing bright pink lipstick (if you’re into that sort of thing).
I’ve come to infiltrate your weekend. You may have had plans to sit on the couch, go to the beach, do some sort of house work, eat a hot dog… NO!
Let’s just all admit that it’s weird that I made soup. Hot soup. I didn’t even have the decency to make cold soup.