Recipes

Well, I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: Let them eat cobbler. OK, never have I said that, and the expression is, “Let them eat cake.” But I figured Marie Antoinette coined that phrased so long ago, perhaps a change was sure to come, and why shouldn’t it ...

So, summer is here, according to the calendar, with 90-degree temperatures and the chocolate slowly and surely melting in my cupboard. I guess back in the day Colorado homes didn’t need air conditioning. (So why would we need it now? So glad I fell for that one...

I promise this won’t be a Valentine’s Day column full of lovey-dovey shizz...

Mybeloved football season is back in full swing, and I, for one, can honestly say, “Yes, Hank Williams Jr., I am ready...

Question of the week...

Alas, the new year is here...

I’m hitting the sauce in this column. I mean, why should this week be any different than last...

Oh, how I want to break out into September songs — you know, something like, “Do you remembaahh the 21st night of Septembaaahh,” or maybe slow it down a touch with September Song by Frank Sinatra. I love them both, and either one has me jumping for freaking joy that ...

Tom Turkey was delicious once again. He never disappoints, and symbolizes the start of the shopping and hoopla frenzy...

The season to indulge, smile, shake hands and kiss babies is upon us. And, of course, ’tis the season to enjoy a libation or two (or four) each and every night. At least that’s how I enjoy the season. Yes, I’m sentimental that way. Champagne, hot buttered rum, spiked...

I could give you a thousand reasons why you will love this week’s treat, but then I would have to take you out behind the woodshed and ... well, I can’t reveal the torture methods inflicted on people who find out my Dessert Diva secrets. But I will tell you that tofu...

Happy Pomegranate...