Pam’s Playing with Food Again

I learned some cooking while I was growing up. I took lessons at school, I started suppers for the family, and my parents and extended family really knew how to entertain. But really, it was as a young mom watching the early cooking shows that I got excited about...

Remembering Dad: Please Pass the Potatoes

I’m not sure how young I was when I realized my Dad’s love for potatoes. It wasn’t just a mediocre love, no, more like a to-die-for passion for this tuber. You couldn’t eat enough of them. Potatoes were a necessity for life. And life with the potato we had. Our...