I stood at my stove pouring a thin stream of cornmeal into simmering milk. As it went in, I stirred with a whisk.
“Corn meal mush?” Susan said.
“We gourmets prefer to call it polenta,” I said. Continue reading “Food From Fiction 12: Spenser’s Paper Doll Polenta and Chicken”
“I did the last minute cooking, which the recipe said you were supposed to do ‘at the table in a sizzling wok before the admiring guests.’ A sizzling wok, my hind foot. Who did they think read those magazines?” –from The Bean Trees by Barbara Kingsolver Continue reading “Food From Fiction 10: Taylor’s Pineapple Chicken Stir Fry”
A couple of months ago, Drew from Man Up Texas BBQ tweeted that he’d driven 45 minutes for breakfast at Milo’s, a Birmingham-area fast food chain, and asked to be told if there was a better chicken biscuit anywhere. I immediately complied. Atlanta’s Martin’s chain has the best chicken biscuits of any chain in the south. Continue reading “Farewell Atlanta 2: Martin’s”
Here’s a surprise. For my first stop in Milledgeville in two and a half years, we went to Shrimp Boats. Bet you couldn’t see that coming. Continue reading “Shrimp Boats, Milledgeville GA (take two)”
We’re so pleasantly surprised to see that the Colonnade, one of Atlanta’s oldest restaurants, not only continues to thrive, but continues to attract a young and vibrant customer base. While it’s not quite unique in this regard, it’s certainly in the minority. Most of the time, these “timelost” restaurants picked up most of their audience in the 1970s and slowly age with them. You sort of envisage some of these places finally closing the doors and turning the key when their last patron passes away. The Colonnade has the look and almost the feel of one of those creaky old-timers, but its admiring crowd is enormous. Young and old alike wait for an hour or more for a table on Saturday evenings, once they’ve found a parking place, anyway. Continue reading “The Colonnade, Atlanta GA (take two)”
Yet another in a long list of Atlanta restaurants that opened to wide acclaim since we started our blog without us finding the time to visit, Buttermilk Kitchen is in a little place that’s too far for a quick lunch from Marietta, where we live, and too far for a quick lunch from downtown, where I used to work, and they’re not open for dinner. On weekends, they have a breakfast-only menu, but as I rarely care for breakfast, it was, madly, not a priority to visit. Continue reading “Buttermilk Kitchen, Atlanta GA”
Sometimes, though not often, I am asked for something my mother-in-law makes. Generally the request comes from the girlchild, but as is traditional with such requests I’m not entirely sure that the results are ever going to measure up to the originals. Continue reading “Grandma’s White Chicken Chili”