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Home again, with a (mostly) hot and red flavoured loot, as all the good ones are. From left to right: Peychaud’s Bitters, native to New Orleans, and indispensable in the equally native Sazerac, apparently the oldest known cocktail. The Sazerac company tells us that ‘Antoine Peychaud, a Creole immigrant, operated a pharmacy on the French [...]

New Orleans rocks. You can drink in public (think walking down hot muggy streets with a big ole margarita in hand). Deep frying here is serriaas (think popcorn shrimp). People talk to you on the street and seem to mean it. It’s jazzin’. Fire hydrants double as pavement tables. Tarot readers ply their voodoo business [...]

So I have made it back from my first boating trip in Chesapeake Bay, and our skipper declared me a sailor when we hit shore because I managed not to get seasick, despite some potentially noxious bobbing as we sped home to avoid impending bad weather. Beyond this welcome new appellation, I made several great [...]

Thanks to my brother-in-law, I have now come across, and sampled, what must be the most unusual use for marmalade yet: pasta. He found the recipe in Food&Wine, and gave me a heads up to add the marmalade with discretion (he followed the 2 tablespoon recommendation, which turned out to be too much). I made [...]

Late in 1996, which we shall refer to as more than a DECADE ago, I went to University (kind of) against my will. The brackets are only because I didn’t know what I wanted then, and I happened to be involved with somone whom the whole university escapade would take me away from, which was [...]