I’m planning our wedding menu, and since we’re going to be in my hometown in North Carolina, I wanted it to follow a Southern theme. I got so excited when I saw the caterer’s suggestions (chicken and waffle bites!), that I had to stop everything and make pulled pork sandwiches for dinner. I didn’t even make a side. Just one giant pulled pork sandwich to sate this GRIT’s craving.
YA’LL. This might have taken all day, but it really didn’t take much effort. I’m going to share my dinner and today’s lunch with you. That’s right. I’m eating it again, and I plan to eat it for dinner, too. It’s that stinkin’ good!
THIS SALAD. I’m still thinking about it.
Last night was warm enough, so I decided to whip up a steak salad. But, not just any old steak salad — one infused with explosive Thai flavors: a little lime, a splash of fish sauce, a spoonful (or two) of chili garlic paste. Heaven.
If you’ve ever tried the Tiger Cries (aka Crying Tiger, Tiger’s Tear, etc.) salad at a Thai restaurant, only to return home and want it again and again for the rest of your life, this steak salad recipe will sate your craving. It’s not too spicy, either, so if you’re sensitive to heat, this won’t kill you. That being said, it’s super easy to pump up the fire with additional chili garlic paste or a fresh pepper. Continue reading
After months of hibernation, complete with hearty stews, roasts, and sweet holiday treats, who wants to start thinking about dieting? Definitely not me, which is why I don’t do them. However, I always have a pound or two that could use some shedding come summertime, which is why I like to do simple swaps like Greek yogurt instead of mayonnaise, ground turkey instead of 80/20 beef, and fresh fruit in place of pies. I don’t consider this dieting because I don’t feel like I’m giving anything up. I’m certainly not depriving myself of anything, besides some excess saturated fat and a few calories. I find that these swaps come naturally with warmer weather, anyway, and that they can really add up to some big changes. Continue reading
I love eggs. Remember how Gaston inhaled them in Disney’s Beauty and the Beast? He might be my spirit animal. That or a snake. Snakes like eggs, too. But, you want to know what else I love? Pickles. Now put them together and we’ve got pickled eggs. I die.
I first encountered this amazing treat while visiting The Man’s family a couple Christmases, ago. There it was, just sitting in the corner, a giant container of eggs floating about in a mysterious purple liquid. No one seemed to be paying it much attention, but I was
curious obsessed. What was this? Why was it purple? Why wasn’t everyone fighting to the death when there were clearly eggs in the room? Continue reading
I think I’m finally starting to like dinner parties. Don’t get me wrong, I’m no Martha Stewart — I hate tidying the house for company — but I love creating menus for family and friends. I go into a sort of Sherlock frenzy as I attempt to recall food-related conversations and piece together known preferences and dietary restrictions. It’s exciting having an excuse to cook things you wouldn’t normally prepare for yourself. Continue reading