I love spending time with guest blogger Laura S. and her main squeeze Mike, so was very pleased that they were invited to attend the food blogger’s happy hour last night at Gumbo’s.
The restaurant is beautiful and location on Colorado between 7th and 8th in the historic Brown Building. While I’ve never experienced a meal at Gumbo’s, I did recently blog about Vault 55, the super exclusive wine storage facility in the basement of the building.
Gumbo’s would be perfect for a quiet business lunch, or a romantic dinner. There’s …

I grew up on the Mississippi Gulf Coast and can’t think of a more satisfying meal than a plate of fresh local seafood paired with an ice cold beer. In lovely yet land-locked Austin, a meal like that is virtually impossible to come by. So needless to say, I was excited to check out Perla’s, hopeful it would help fill my homesick yearnings for the fresh and flavorful fruits of the sea.
The Scene – As soon as I entered Perla’s lush, oak-tree lined patio area, I felt …

It’s been so long since I promised Jodi this post on Lucky J’s, you’d think I’d forgotten all about the experience. Au contraire.
I was never really sold on the idea of chicken and waffles as a viable combination until I caught a Throwdown episode last year. Bobby Flay went up against a woman from Harlem who’d been making chicken and waffles with a recipe dating back to the 1930s. I was drooling. I was entranced. I was ready to move to Harlem. Suddenly, it all made sense, at least in …

My mom found an old photocopy of a letter her father wrote in early February, 1936 after meeting her mother. I never met my grandfather (Joe) as he died before I was born. This letter gave me a better picture of who he was as a person than any other picture or story has done.
Joe is writing to his sister, Freda, to tell her about the wonderful woman he has decided to marry after only knowing her for eight days. He was 29 years old. The first photo below features …

If you are a regular reader of my blog, you already know that I publish guest posts every once in a while — you may recall my brother Jeff’s ode to sandwiches, Tom being swept off his feet by Virginia’s The Red Hen, and Laura recalling her grandmother’s gift of gnocchi while preparing this unique dish for the first time ever.
Yesterday I discovered that I can invite regular guest bloggers to post their own blogs without me doing it for them. Be sure to check out the “Posted By” at …