Smoked Pulled Pork
Pulled pork is the first thing I became really comfortable smoking and being able to achieve a consistent end product. Dare I say perfect? I mean, the recipe is made the way, I really like it so I guess it’s perfect for me. And it’s become pretty popular with whomever, I have made it for…
Blueberry Muffins
Tory and I grew up on wild blueberries. Late July or early August we’d head out into the woods – to a secret spot that only my mom and her closest friends would share – and pick ice-cream buckets full of blueberries. Well Mom would pick by the ice-cream bucket and Tory and I would…
Roasted Cauliflower Cacao di Pepi Pasta
When I was a kid I went through a LONG phase where I didn’t like spaghetti with sauce, I just liked noodles, butter and Parmesan. My parents will blame this on my cousin Chelsea, who was at the time, living in the Twin Cities. So the story goes, I used to eat spaghetti with sauce…
How To: Make Gravy
One of the ultimate comfort foods for me is mashed potatoes and a good homemade gravy. I don’t really care what kind of meat comes with it – chicken, beef, turkey, even duck or goose as long as the gravy is done well. Gravy made from scratch is really the best kind and it’s also…
Zesty Olive Pasta
I know I’ve shared before that I have some serious concerns about my sister. I think the example I used was her (and her husband’s) dislike of goulash. Blasphemy, I say! Simply un-American. Further proof that something has gone seriously wrong with her, is she doesn’t like olives. Which, now that I think about it,…
Smothered Chicken
Today’s recipe is all about comfort food for me. When I think of comfort food, I think back to my childhood and foods like chicken stuffed with Zup’s famous wild rice stuffing, which always led to chicken dumpling soup a couple days later, tuna casserole, pot roast, or what I’m going to show you today…
Creole Shrimp
The spring of my senior year of high school my parents took a two week road trip where they drove down the Mississippi all the way to New Orleans. With my parents gone for two weeks, I did what any other high schooler would do – I skipped school. I skipped school so I could…
