This blog is a repost from last year. Why?
Because what’s not new about each New Year is this epicurean tradition: cooking a pot of black eyed peas.
If you read the post last year, it’s worth the review.
If this is your first time reading it, enjoy the story of history and hopefulness of a lucky pot of peas. Continue reading
It’s been a dizzying year from the disappearance of Malaysian Airline Flight MH370, to Germany winning the World Cup in Brazil, outbreak of the Ebola Virus, civil unrest in America and LeBron James going back to the Cavilers.
Yes 2014, we must bid you adieu so we can usher in a new year with new solutions, possibilities and opportunities.
In the United States, the New Year comes in with much fanfare and tradition, like the New Year’s Eve Times Square ball drop. Continue reading
Move over Mr. Potato Head. There’s a tastier tuber taking over this town.
Sweet potatoes are back with a sizzle. Whether fried or flambé they are rustling russets and leaving them spinning on the cutting board.
These beautiful on the inside, rustic on the outside potatoes are hallowed to me. They were the very first food my mom feed me when I was 6 months old. Mom said she would wrap a sweet potato in alumni foil and bake it in the oven until it was soft. Then she said she would scoop out the center, mix it with a little Pet Evaporated Milk and that was my din din. She said I loved it. Continue reading