It was Sunday afternoon. I wanted french fries. I was making venison burgers, and I wanted french fries. That’s all. Sometimes I just crave french fries, you know? (The same way I crave chocolate, if you can believe that.) The problem was that I didn’t have any french fries in the freezer. I then realized…
A few days ago, my friend Shannon expressed a longing via her Facebook status for that estranged cousin of the brownie: the blondie. In an answering comment on her page, I promised to unearth my blondie recipe just for her. That night, I rifled through my cookbook shelf and found it: a small, stapled booklet…
A party is not complete without dip. Make that dips. Plural. I’m a fan of dip, but who isn’t? Well, okay, Eli is NOT a fan of any dip that contains mayonnaise or sour cream (with the exception of French Onion Dip), so I guess there are some anti-creamy-dip people in the world. But I…
I love tooting the horn of a great breakfast eatery, and Metro Detroit is full of them. Located at 23144 Woodward Avenue, just north of 9 Mile Road in Ferndale (one of the Detroit area’s more hip neighborhoods), Toast is one of my Detroit standbys, and for plenty of good reasons. It doesn’t look like…
Like any good francophile, I love classic French Onion Soup. (Although I suppose, if I’m going to be completely honest, I loved French Onion Soup well before I became a francophile). My mother has included French Onion Soup as part of her winter repertoire for as long as I can remember, and while my own…
In the interests of being as much of a locavore as possible (definition: someone who consumes only locally grown and raised food – really tough to manage in Michigan in the winter when the farmers’ markets are not operating), and in trying to avoid industrially-raised animal products in general, I don’t eat much conventional beef….