Sarah's Berry Galette
The one my grandmother never wrote down, and her mother never wrote down before her. Cold butter, a ragged crust, whatever berries are ripe. The rest is nerve.
The one my grandmother never wrote down, and her mother never wrote down before her. Cold butter, a ragged crust, whatever berries are ripe. The rest is nerve.
A recipe picked up on a porch in Southport and made four times since. Tomatoes salted and drained, good mayonnaise, sharp cheddar. The rest is paying attention.
Brisket trim, three peppers, dark beer, and the kind of long simmering that doesn't need watching but you watch anyway. He won't give up the last ingredient. We've asked.
Around here supper comes off a smoker or out of a cast-iron pot, but people always ask what to buy. Our friends at Pints, Forks & Friends put Kamado Joe and Big Green Egg side by side and sorted out which ceramic grill is worth the money, which is more homework than we were going to do.