A year or so ago, I was visiting Texas in August and stopped by my grandma’s farm to say howdy. She asked if I was hungry, as she’d just co...
A year or so ago, I was visiting Texas in August and stopped by my grandma’s farm to say howdy. She asked if I was hungry, as she’d just co...
The other day I found myself in a cookie coma. After eating nothing but cookies and homemade candy for several hours straight, my belly hurt...
While I was home for Thanksgiving, I found in my grandma’s cabinet a North Texas community cookbook from the 1970s. It was a fairly typical ...
When I first moved to New York, one of the dishes that was lacking was migas. That Texan breakfast staple of eggs scrambled with fried torti...
Doing things for others is said to be a path to happiness and that may be why this time of year is filled with so much joy. While I’ve been ...
The first time I heard of tamales used as a stuffing was in Mary Faulk Koock’s The Texas Cookbook , where she tells a story about a friend o...
“What are you cooking this week?” asked my grandma. I told her I was making sweet potatoes. “They’re good for your eyes!” she said. My grand...
The day before I left for my Texas tour, I made an incredible dish. It was a baked pumpkin stuffed with bread, Gruyere, sharp white cheddar,...
When I was eight, my dad drove us from Carrollton to Arlington to see the Texas Rangers. It was my first baseball game. While my previous sp...
“I have four words for you,” said a friend. “Tex-Mex fried pie!” “Isn’t that three words?” I said. “Whatever,” he said. “But have you had on...
It’s that time of year when tomatoes are about to say farewell, and I’ve been eating them as often as I can. One of my favorite meals with s...
Last month, when I driving down 290 on my way to my cousin’s wedding weekend in Bryan, I passed my alma mater—Cy-Fair High School. School wa...
Life is funny. If you had told me 16 years ago when I moved to New York that someday I’d be writing a cookbook about Texan cuisine, I would ...
“Austin made me the best chicken fajitas,” said my grandma. “I have never had chicken taste so good.” My uncle is more renown for his squash...
Last weekend, I flew home to Texas for a family wedding. It was the Aggie branch of my family—a group that not only lives near College Stati...