I am not one for nuts. I don’t like walnuts. I don’t like pecans. Pine nuts. Chestnuts. Macademia nuts. Let’s save ourselves the time and sum it up this way: I don’t like things that taste and smell like tree bark. Not that I’ve tasted tree bark. I’ve just noticed . . . similarities. But in the spirit of goodwill toward men, Advent, rose-colored penitence, … Continue reading rock the oat

A few years ago in a land far, far away (Iowa), the Dorr family started creating Cracker Barrel-esque breakfasts on Christmas Day. We’re sort of addicted to Cracker Barrel. It might be a bit of a habit. A very, very delicious habit. So, don’t let our Iowa farm-style façade fool you. We’re really just wannabe Southerners in disguise. Last year, we gorged ourselves on all … Continue reading CB

One of the best parts of going to my parents for a few days is the pile of recipes I bring home. And all the food I eat while I’m there. And the way everything tastes better when Mom makes it. But until I get back to the farm again, here’s a little recipe that’s perfect to eat when it’s still 106 degrees in St. … Continue reading cheesecake-stuffed peaches