When I saw that food journal/recipe site Food&_ was looking for new contributors, I applied right away. The site is so beautiful and the stories and photos really suck you in. But I wasn’t quite sure if they’d reciprocate my crush, since there isn’t much planty food there. But they said yes (and in a super-sweet way). Thanks Ross and the Food&_ team! Can’t wait to share more.
For the last 20+ years, my husband’s family has rented a house on the beach in North Carolina each summer. It’s a week of catching up on stories, doing puzzles, and reading as many books as you possibly can. But the greatest thing about the week (at least to me) is that we never go anywhere for dinner. Ever. We literally don’t leave the house. I wear a bathing suit and never get properly dressed all week, because my husband’s dad cooks every single meal.
Mountains of pancakes and his famous grits for breakfast. Dinners that are a crazy buffet of all the fresh goodies he finds at the local markets. It’s all pretty impressive. And since I’ve changed my diet, he’s been right there with me, adapting what he’s cooking so I can enjoy the feasts too. I never miss out on anything that everyone else is eating. Except for his cobbler.
His cobbler, oh man! It’s the best. He doesn’t even know this, but back in the day I once ate an entire half-pan in one sitting. The recipe calls for a stick of butter, a cup of sugar, pancake mix, and milk. Not the easiest thing to make more planty. But I knew I could do it, so I got to work. A few trials later and I’m pretty darn happy with the results, and I hope he is too. I may have eaten half the pan in my sitting…the true sign of cobbler success.