Eat Like a Local in Birmingham

Anyone who knows me knows I'll eat just about anything that won't eat me first. Here's a short list of some of my favorite Birmingham eating establishments: Once known only for its thriving steel industry, Birmingham has become a city that is recognized far and wide for dining excellence. From the James Beard Foundation to … Continue reading Eat Like a Local in Birmingham

When life gives you phlegm, make phlegmonade!

The cold and flu season is upon us — at least it's upon me in all it's snotty, wheezing, hacking glory. As I snuffle about trying to think of something, anything to make me feel better, I can't help but remember some of the home remedies Mama and Granny inflicted on me as a child. … Continue reading When life gives you phlegm, make phlegmonade!

Creamed things on toast

With Thanksgiving looming before us, it's time we had a little cooking lesson. I am going to share with you the the first thing Mama taught me to cook. With this recipe she gave me the key to making most anything reasonably palatable, using up leftovers, and making the perfect gravy. Just this one basic … Continue reading Creamed things on toast

Sweet Potato Cobbler and a Lesson in Love

If it’s true that the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach, then my husband’s heart belongs to another woman. Since we’ve been married, he has sung the praises of her pinto beans, her cornbread, her fried pies. She had the culinary Midas touch. At her hand the most common ingredients turned into … Continue reading Sweet Potato Cobbler and a Lesson in Love

Give me convenience or give me death

In a grand experiment just to see if we could, about a month ago Husband and I decided  to try our level best to avoid genetically modified foods, processed foods, and soy. Folks, I'm here to tell you it ain't easy. And it ain't cheap. You see, nowadays most of our food is trying to … Continue reading Give me convenience or give me death

Oh, fudge!

My Granny was not a good cook. There, I've said it. She just wasn't. Granny had many talents, but they were all put into practice far, far away from the kitchen. Unless you count arranging flowers on the kitchen table, but that had nothing to do with food. I remember one time when I was … Continue reading Oh, fudge!

The last supper – or at least mine

There seems to be a phenomenon afoot wherein a goodly portion of the general public feels compelled to share a photo of every plate of food they eat or fancy cocktail they imbibe. Extravagant dinner fare precariously stacked on teenincey plates, frosty glasses rimmed in colored sugar with fruit and umbrellas spilling forth, cupcake towers … Continue reading The last supper – or at least mine

Healthy eating made easy

At lunch yesterday, in an effort to be health-conscious, I ordered a vegetable plate. Collards, fried green tomatoes, fried eggplant slices, and macaroni and cheese were my selections from the vast list of vegetables prepared by Lloyd's, one of Birmingham's landmark diners. They all arrived at my table escorted by a bowl of iceberg lettuce … Continue reading Healthy eating made easy

Guilty pleasures

Last Friday night, Husband and I had the good fortune to eat dinner at Satterfield's in Cahaba Heights. From the cheese plate to dessert, I have to say that every little mouthful was just divine, but I most especially enjoyed one of my guiltiest pleasures - rabbit. Now Husband doesn't eat anything that once had … Continue reading Guilty pleasures