Chicken thigh recipes, tips, tricks, and techniques for home cooks
I know, I know, the picture above is of a pancake breakfast with sausage links. But I’m going to talk about biscuits and gravy first. I love biscuits and gravy. I loved it even before I lived in North Carolina, but my time there definitely made it even more of […]
North Carolinians will tell you that this isn’t a thing, and they’re right. Barbecue in that part of the Tar Heel state isn’t made with chicken. They may even tell you that there’s no such thing as barbecue chicken- that chicken isn’t barbecue and that barbecue can only be one […]
BBQ chicken is a worldwide tradition, but smoked BBQ chicken hails from the American south, and this dish is based on an unusual regional classic that belongs firmly to the state of Alabama. Dry-rubbed chicken is first marinated overnight. It then gets a low, slow smoke treatment, creating an exceptionally […]
Mother’s day is coming up. That usually means brunch. I am not a fan of brunch. I love breakfast, I love lunch – but years of DC’s “Brunch Menu Only Until 2pm” culture made we really hate it. I make exceptions of course. Holidays, and any opportunity to eat one […]
This is essentially the barbecued chicken that I ate at least once a week, all summer, as a child. It is simple, fast, and while I am sure I complained about it at the time, it is a great balance of tangy, sweet, charred, and just a little bit spicy. […]
There is something eminently satisfying about a fried chicken sandwich. Properly made, it is soft, crunchy, juicy, sweet, and sour all at once and is perfect for a summer night dinner with a few good friends and cold beers. This recipe brines the chicken in buttermilk, which helps break down […]
With Mardi gras coming up, it seems like a good time to post a recipe for Gumbo. Like pretty much any other kid who learned to cook in the 1980s, I learned a great deal from watching Cajun cooks like Paul Prudhomme and Justin Wilson on public television. Long before […]
As a child, my family spent holidays on Edisto Island in the low country of South Carolina. While many of our meals there consisted of nothing more than an enormous pile of boiled shrimp, potatoes, and corn, nearly every year my mother brought back at least one of the spiral […]