Cooking in Sens
This was probably the best loaf of muffuletta bread I’ve made. I don’t know how it happened. Perhaps it was my disregard of rising times because I was too busy wandering around town and the Dyberry Cemetery behind the house. 128 more words
Taps and Ratamacues
Many years ago, I lived in the Crescent City.
This was in a time of relative innocence before Katrina, before the Saints were consistently good, before Casino gambling was legal, but ….it was not a time before there was good food. 516 more words
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