Author Archives | Christine Gough

Beans, Beans, The Musical Fruit

So, up until this point, my husband has managed to escape any real significant embarrassment in my stories.  Oh, I have talked about how we met, and his less than adventurous culinary tastes.  I may have mentioned a drunken party foul or two, and I DID post that picture of him in yellow tights.  But […]

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Fiestas, Jamborees, Roundups and Thumps

One should not live anywhere in the south without seeing or experiencing some of the many agricultural events that celebrate their area’s farming bounty. Since the southern culture is so deeply rooted in its farming and agricultural history, just about every county has one or more fairs, festivals, or other community events designed to celebrate […]

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Of Babies, Botox, and Porcupine Balls…..A Mother’s Reflection

I am old.  I will be 45 in September. I don’t really feel old, and I don’t think I look old, but I have long suspected that I must be old.  Cashiers sell me booze without blinking, and everyone calls me ma’am. But  any doubt that I was aging died a few weeks ago, when […]

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Fixin’ Cookies

I don’t buy much in the way of convenience food, so even when the pantry and fridge are bursting at the seams, my son is right when he says “Mooooom, there’s nothing to eat”–because although there may be 50 pounds of various meats in the fridge, and many assorted grains and veggies, he doesn’t cook. […]

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How To Be A Texan

Since there is no Rosetta Stone or Pimsleur program available for you in learning Texan, I am offering this training to you free of charge. If you are planning on travelling or moving to Texas, you will need to study up on the language and customs. You know, just like you would if you were […]

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An Apple A Day Keeps Viagra Away

I know that an inordinate number of my posts have lately made reference to boys’ pieces-parts.  It isn’t because I have a perverse interest in such things.  Rather, it’s because when you have boy children, their bits are always getting them into some sort of trouble.  It’s just always there, in the way, tempting them […]

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Sunday Gravy or Sauce, And Why It Doesn’t Really Matter

A lot of my food blogging friends have been posting their versions of Sunday Gravy lately.  Since it is one of my favorite dishes to make, I figured I might as well jump into the fray… First of all, for those southerners here that know what real gravy is, this isn’t it.  No pan drippings […]

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More Jewels in My Blog Stats

It’s been a while since I reviewed the source of my traffic, so when I finally go to it today, there were some real gems.  For those that don’t follow my “Why Are YOU Here?” page, let me enlighten you… When reviewing my stats, I like to look at the search strings that people entered […]

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How I Like My Peas……And My Pees

Growing up as the oldest daughter in a family of sisters, I was not prepared for some of the surprises that come with raising a brood full of boy children.  Like their preternatural fascination with gas—the kind produced by eating beans and broccoli. Or their early obsession with the length of their nether bits. But […]

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Salmon Chanted Evening

Last year, my friend Adam at Unorthodox Epicure and I had a recipe Throwdown over one of our childhood favorite meals—Porcupine Balls.  Of course, when it comes to reliving our childhood favorites, we were both winners.  Since there was no judging, neither of us could have rightly lost, after all. A while back, we were […]

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