I’m not sure of the technical way to measure the greatness of a meal (if such a thing exists), but I want to say that it’s probably “how likely would it be that I’d happily– maybe even eagerly– eat this on an already painfully full stomach?” Because you know what? I spent this weekend raiding…
Jalapeño Buttermilk Ranch Fried Chicken
It was with a metal mug full of Pimento Beer Cheese, a freezer full of Ultra Flaky Buttermilk Biscuits, and a mason jar overflowing with Jalapeño Buttermilk Ranch that I realized that I was missing an essential piece of the puzzle (or sandwich, as it was). I realized that I had no fried chicken for slathering…
Ultra Flaky Buttermilk Biscuits
If there is one thing I’ve learned from my visits to the Southeastern states throughout the years, it’s that I am undoubtedly a New Jersey girl. No, not the fist-fighting, tanning-booth-happy, thick-accented variety that The Jersey Shore and Real Housewives made famous (although I’ll admit that I did a pretty awful job with some Jergen’s…
Southwestern Chicken Cobb Salad with Jalapeño Buttermilk Ranch
There are two types of salads in the world, you know. Some are simple, light, and healthy. They’re sort that are loaded up with greens and drizzled with a light vinaigrette; the sort that leaves you the tiniest bit hungry, but in a good way; the sort that you eat at the end of the…
Fluffy Old Fashioned Pancakes
More times than not, my breakfast consists of coffee. Just coffee. Maybe a granola bar, too, if we’re getting crazy. Sure, I’m a food blogger. Sure, breakfast is “the most important meal of the day”. Sure, I live in a state filled to the brim with diners. I should probably be ashamed. But the issue with…
