Pork Belly Gyros
For a stretch of four years, I was lucky enough to be a resident on the Greek island of Mykonos for a couple of months each year. I’d go to recharge my creative batteries, drink some ouzo, dive for sea urchin roe, and sleep. Standing on the edge of the cerulean blue Aegean Sea and overlooking the tan bodies of Grecian Gods in Speedos, I knew I was exactly where I needed to be. Of course, as nourishing as all that introspection was for my soul, this girl needed to eat.
Honey and Cheese Stuffed Sautéed Pear Halves
This recipe can be made in the time it takes quality honey to ease its way from the jar. It will be eaten twice as fast.
Happy Marriage Oyster Stew
Until I went from spinster to wife, I had never eaten fresh oysters. I grew up in small-town Missouri and the closest I ever got to an oyster before marriage, was picking it out of my Grandma Lula Mae’s Thanksgiving dressing. Knowing what I know now, I’m not sure which shoe bottom Grandma scraped the oysters for her annual “ode to the sea” dressing from. Every great cook has one misstep, and Grandma’s oyster dressing was her achilles heel.
Shaved Eggplant Salad (Jalapeno spiced orange dressing)
Shaved Eggplant Salad (Jalapeno spiced orange dressing)
Never Bored with a Charcuterie Board
“That’s charcuterie? I’ve been avoiding that on menus for years!” –Jay Pritchett
Savory Spring Onion and Pancetta Waffles
A savory waffle…all is right with the world.
How To: Butcher a Rabbit
I remember watching my Dad and Grandpa Gibson clean and butcher 20 to 30 rabbits at a time after a long day of hunting on Grandpa’s Missouri farm. When I got old enough I was allowed to help skin the rabbits, but never hold the knife. Knowing my Dad and Grandpa, this concern was not for my safety, but for the enjoyment they garnered from butchering their own kill.
Southernish Sweet Potato Pie
A little less sugar than my Grandmother Lula Mae’s pie, but still packed with the same amount of love…and flavor.
