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It’s time to celebrate the Autumnal Equinox. That’s right, it Falls tomorrow morning. Here in Hoosierland it’s cool, cloudy and a good weekend to fill the kitchen with the fragrance of a hearty stew. I’m entertaining some high school girlfriends … Continue reading
If you can read you can cook. That’s my philosophy.
Olivier slices while I try to remember the rest of the recipe.
People think I’m a good cook and I think two things – it’s always “two things” with me. One is, it’s relative, really. If all you ever eat is polish sausage and sauerkraut or tuna casserole – manna for my family when I was growing up, oh, and Chef Boyardee Spaghetti and fish sticks or “Bean Medley” (ohmygosh) – and then sit down to my grilled salmon, dirty red roasted garlic potatoes with sauteed leeks and brussel spouts, you might think I’m a good cook.
But the other thing is, I don’t think I’m as much a cook as I am a reader, or direction follower. I went to a Catholic grade school. I know how to follow directions for cry-eye. Continue reading
