My Self-Imposed Eat the World Challenge

I consider myself a pretty bangin’ home cook, all humility aside. That (obnoxious thing) being said, there are SO many culinary skills I’ve yet to even attempt, much less master. I want to know how to butcher a massive hunk of beef. I need to learn how to make a perfectly-risen sourdough loaf. I couldn’t…

A Foodie Awakening in San Francisco

I knew I hated the term “foodie” the first time I heard it. A foodie is someone who really likes food, well…isn’t that, like, everybody? If you don’t like food aren’t you…dead? My father once told me never to trust a man who doesn’t like dogs. That’s rock-solid advice. It also applies to people who…

The 8 Most Memorable Food Experiences I Had in Hawaii

Hawaii’s great. It wasn’t as much fun-in-the-sun as I imagined it would be and the culture wasn’t so…cultural? But I may be spoiled a little from international trips. If the worst thing about a vacation destination is that it’s IN your own country, I’ll take it. Tom and I spent about two weeks there, one…

The 5 Best Things I Ate in 5 Days in New Orleans

Last weekend Tom and I went to New Orleans for an engagement party to celebrate our dear friends Wes and Emily. They’re great. Wes is from Baton Rouge and he’s got state pride like WHOABABY so we were excited to take a long weekend in the Crescent City to see what there was to see…

A Love Letter to Willie Mae’s Scotch House

Sorry I’ve been M.I.A.. I’ve been in New Orleans, stuffing my face with anything that ended up in my general mouth vicinity. Claiming you’ve got the country’s “best fried chicken” is a dangerous thing to do. It’s like, how many times have you¬†actually¬†had something that was supposed to be THE BEST and it was anything…