Romancing the Stove
A chef. A writer. A love.
We met in a restaurant. We fell in love at the table. We’ve begun our lives together at the stove. But, still, how do an Alabama chef and a New York City writer cook for themselves? Entertain at home?
Last week, Chef (also known as “Southern Boy”) and I rented a house on the Gulf. It was our start to our new year. We woke up to salty breezes and emerald green sea, fell asleep to silence and warmth… and the smell of sauteed garlic and onions. We couldn’t help ourselves, you see. With all that time together we decided to put pen to paper, test out recipes and devise a little cooking/entertaining guide for our friends and family. Shopping, buying the freshest seafood by day, cooking and testing recipes by night. I might just share the recipes with y’all…
January 11th, 2006 at 10:14 am
please do!
January 11th, 2006 at 3:19 pm
Ohh!! Share! Share! It sounds wonderful!!
January 11th, 2006 at 3:49 pm
sounds great!
January 11th, 2006 at 5:23 pm
Bring it on and pile it on the table. Love recipes.
January 11th, 2006 at 7:44 pm
It sounds romantic, but surely there must be more to life than eating and writing. That’s the dirt we want you to dish!
January 11th, 2006 at 9:18 pm
very nice. welcome back.
January 11th, 2006 at 9:38 pm
sounds like u had a great time wb and glad 2 see this is working now cos this mornin it would not open
January 11th, 2006 at 9:44 pm
Seafood every day? That could be a lot of mercury.