Just the phrase Sunday suppers brings up a lot of memories for me. When I was a kid, we spent a lot of our time at my grandparents’. If you’ve read my blog before, you know how incredibly close to my Nanny and Gaga I was. We didn’t just spend Sundays there, during the summer …
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Holy Apple Rhubarb Chutney, Batman! Last weekend, some of our dearest friends came over to help us christen our new hot tub. We had a fabulous dinner, followed by pink champagne that had been hanging out in our fridge for a celebratory occasion for over two years. It’s not that we hadn’t wanted to drink …
Borracho Beans, or “Drunk” beans, are a year round favorite in San Antonio, but I personally love them doubly so in Autumn. They’re warm, and earthly, and oh so filling. Great for eating before you head out to the Friday night lights of the home team’s football game.
Notice the years of cooking stains, the worn edges of the pages, binding that is slowly coming loose. This war-torn tome is my grandmother’s favorite cookbook. No, it’s not Betty Crocker, nor is it Better Homes and Gardens, though she has both of those in her collection. This particular cookbook is “Recollections and Recipes From …
I could dive right in to that bowl, you know. Head first into Flavortown. The simplicity of this recipe belies the effort that went into its creation. My mother has perfected this recipe with years of experimentation. Everyone that’s ever tasted it says she should jar and sell it. So I publish the recipe here …