Steve and Willie never arrive empty-handed. They are my drinking buddies, musical cohorts, fellow foodies and, lastly, just happen to be my aunt and uncle. Steve has the dubious honor of being my father’s younger brother. They live about six hours north of me in the wilds of Missouri and came through Norman on their…
Archives for December 2016
Holiday Leftovers – Part One
Holidays are an orgy of terrific, calorific food and the events aren’t over until you are well-and-truly sorry for eating too much. Then the next day rolls around and something has to be done about the food that didn’t get eaten the day before. Arhhhhhhgggg. I smoked a turkey breast for thanksgiving. That means that…
Scrambled eggs—really good ones
Ah, humble scrambled eggs. Many times fried to death so they’re dry and rubbery, or have really weird ingredients added to them. The Feral Cooks’ take on these eggs (mine, anyway, Philip’s and both his smart and stupid chickens may differ) is to add only a few of ingredients for flavor and to SLOW cook…