October 12th, 2015
Cajun French: le poisson (lu poo-a-son) – fish
Grilling is one of our favorite ways to cook. Tonight we did it a little different – open fire grilling. Our travels have brought us to northern Minnesota where we were finally able to purchase fish. Halibut was available and we wanted to try something different. Even though it is not a Minnesota fish, it is something we do not normally have access to. The end result was MORE! Exactly, we wanted more and we will definitely grill this way again.
Mais C’est Bon! Read the rest of this entry »
October 10th, 2015
Falconer Vineyards was the promise of a beautiful day, good wine and great pizza that wasn’t to be. Patience, please. Read the rest of this entry »
May 29th, 2015
Cajun French: le coteau (lu kō-tō) – hill
In the middle of the Texas Hill Country in German Fredericksburg, you can’t get much more German. We were searching for good German food which eluded us (maybe three years in Germany had something to do with not finding what we were looking for). But take heart, this was Texas. And in Texas you are never far from good BBQ! Then we see an ad for Cranky Frank’s BBQ. Read the rest of this entry »
May 27th, 2015
Cajun French: la tarte (la tart) – pie
Pie? Don’t even mention sweets around John or make way for the stampede. As we eat our way through the Texas Hill Country we try new, recommended, or interesting places. One of those places was the Fredericksburg Pie Company – they only sell pie. Read the rest of this entry »
May 25th, 2015
Cajun French: le “truck” (lu “truck”) – truck
Picnics are something we enjoy especially on a cool spring day. So when Mike and Heidi said park and picnic, we said let’s go!
The park was the Zilker Botanical Gardens and the picnic, well that was not what we expected. Actually it was more than we expected; it was food truck heaven. Read the rest of this entry »
May 23rd, 2015
Cajun French: Jeudi (ju-dee) – Thursday
Two markets – one city.
Finding a city with two farmers markets is like hitting a jackpot. That is what we found in Georgetown, TX — one is a Saturday market, Wolf Ranch Farmers Market, and the other is a Thursday market, Georgetown Farmers Market.
Being able to shop a farmers market twice a week allows us exposure to more local produce and products, usually by different farmers and vendors, expanding the possibilities for our cooking. Read the rest of this entry »
May 21st, 2015
Cajun French: Samedi (som-dee) – Saturday
Our Saturday morning equation is breakfast out and a farmers market. Some mornings it is breakfast first and then shopping and other times it is reversed. The order does not matter, it is getting both accomplished that we look forward to.
Being in an area for one maybe two Saturday’s at most does not give us time to search out those out of the way hole in the walls places. So we rely on friends to steer us in the best direction. Read the rest of this entry »
May 19th, 2015
Cajun French: le fromage (lu frō-maj) – cheese
Another Saturday, another farmers market…
We visit so many farmers markets, you would think they all begin to look the same. Absolutely not! Each is different even though some have similar veggies and other products. One of the things we enjoy is visiting different areas and seeing what is in season since each growing season is different for each area. Read the rest of this entry »
May 17th, 2015
Cajun French: le béquine (lu bā-keen) – bacon
Snook, TX population 511. Why in the world would we want to visit – what possibly could be of interest? For John, it has been about five years in the making. That’s how long it’s been since he first heard about Snook. Maybe more specifically, what Snook offered the foodie culture – chicken fried bacon. That is correct – fat, dipped in fat, fried in fat. Read the rest of this entry »
May 15th, 2015
Cajun French: le manger (lu mon-jā) – food
Someone threw a roll, then someone else threw a kernel of corn, and so it began – food fight in the high school cafeteria. Not something you would want to be involved in later in life. So why would we intentionally go to a “food fight”? Read the rest of this entry »