I’ve never been a big soup eater (see previous post about only eating soup with buttered grilled cheese). I appreciate some substance to my meals; hearty, crunchy bites of food that can’t be sipped through a straw. If my body could stand it I would probably be happiest eating extra crunchy chips – any flavor… Read More I have the permanent crunchies
Sometimes I like football, sometimes I couldn’t possibly care less. The later is how I feel about tomorrow’s Super Bowl. BUT, what I do appreciate about this particular American Sunday holiday is the amount of dips I get to consume. I wish I could eat all the dips forever. If you’re wondering what you’re going… Read More Slacker Dip: for the dip-loving slacker in all of us.
I ate bone marrow last night. And no, this isn’t a restaurant critique. As if anyone could actually critique Restaurant Iris or Kelly English, he’s a living God in the South these days. What I will tell you about my night is that most of our dinner was so good it was like an out-of-body… Read More Restaurant Iris. Or the time shrimp brought me to tears.