Bar Pizza—It’s What You Crave

There has never been a more one-of-a-kind pizza like the bar pizza.  For the most part they are never good,  many times they are awful, but that has never stopped anybody from ordering one. Patrons order them because they are drinking.  Combine it with hunger and it makes these pizzas far better then they would … Continue reading Bar Pizza—It’s What You Crave

The Lobster Roll’s Better More Lovable Brother

It is almost August.  The month in which my parents would always load me and my siblings up in the car and we would head to the east coast for vacation.  It was as much a search for a cool ocean breeze as it was a temporary reprieve from the mundane everyday Midwest. Sometimes while … Continue reading The Lobster Roll’s Better More Lovable Brother

No Recipe Greek Nachos

You don't need a recipe.  You can make these from scratch and it will take you less then 10 minutes.  Of course that doesn't include grocery time, I am making the assumption you did a little pre-planning.  Although when I made this the other day it came out of leftovers, no planning required.  (Don't want … Continue reading No Recipe Greek Nachos

Memphis Style Barbecue Nachos

Great barbecue is about the cut of meat, the smoke, the rub, and the sauce. But just because sauce is only one part of the equation, doesn't mean it shouldn't be excellent. In fact, barbecue sauce should be so delicious that you can use it for much more than simply dipping or brushing. I like … Continue reading Memphis Style Barbecue Nachos

Fried Bologna Sandwich on Challah with White American Cheese Sauce

I was probably thirteen or fourteen years-old the first time I had a fried bologna sandwich and I will never forget it. I was watching some TV show and they ate it on the show. I thought I had seen the most amazing culinary treat ever. I went to the kitchen and made one and … Continue reading Fried Bologna Sandwich on Challah with White American Cheese Sauce

Advent at Dusk

by Lynda Balslev  It's the weekend of advent, and I am sitting in my California living room, sipping gløgg and watching the flames dance in the fireplace. It's raining outside. As I listen to the drops furiously pellet the windows and tap dance over the wooden deck, I take another sip of the steaming … Continue reading Advent at Dusk