Strawberry cobbler
According to a spring 1957 issue of the Claude News, the Business Women’s Club of this Texas panhandle town got together for a luncheon meeting. On the menu were roast…
According to a spring 1957 issue of the Claude News, the Business Women’s Club of this Texas panhandle town got together for a luncheon meeting. On the menu were roast…
A little over a year ago, I decided to stop drinking. The extra pounds and lack of sleep were not worth the few minutes of giddiness that a beer or…
Over the years, many readers have asked me if I have a recipe for chicken tinga. While I don’t have one label labelled as such, it occurred to me that…
You could be forgiven for thinking that shypoke eggs were indeed what they claimed to be. The wide white outer ring circling a bright orange raised lump certainly gives the…
This has been a tough year for my mouth. A few days before New Year’s Eve, I bit down on a cashew and cracked a top molar in half. Then…
My dad’s side of the family loves hard-boiled eggs. They fold them into their salads, plop them into their giblet gravy, and whip them into deviled eggs, dishes that were…
“You really are a Texan,” said a fellow guest at a group dinner in College Station one spring evening. He was referring to my choice of the beef entrée over…
One Easter when I was living in New York City, I hosted a brunch for my friends. Since the traditional dessert in my family had been carrot cake, I decided…
In 1976, Claudia “Lady Bird” Johnson held a barbecue at her family’s ranch in the Texas Hill Country. It was for old friends and former DC colleagues, and she billed…
A few months ago, I went down to Houston to spend a day with my nephews, ages ten and twelve. They live in Oregon and come visit my mom, who’s…