Sailing and sailboats were not a part of my upbringing. In 1963, at the age of 11, I moved with my family to a small farm we leased in western South Dakota—just east of the northern Black Hills. Before I go any further, I should mention that this blog is…
Every year around mid-February I get a jones for jambalaya. The dish, not the song. This need is triggered by the barrage of news and promotions about New Orleans and its Mardi Gras scene—neither of which I have ever experienced. I’ve been to Louisiana—Lafayette—but not New Orleans. Despite that incongruity,…
Dan has been making jambalaya for years – this recipe is his best thus far!
The lemon adds a new twist to a traditional scampi recipe.
