I like cooking. Well, eating really. Okay, eating and cooking. But in particular, I like what is generally called comfort food. The silly thing about most restaurants is that they don’t do a very good job of making comfort food. If you really want comfort food, the best way is to learn how to make it yourself.
When I was a kid, we used to pick blackberries and huckleberries, and my grandmother would turn them into delicious pies and my special favorite: cobbler. Oh, and strawberry rhubarb. Oooh, or apple cobbler. Served with creme. Or a scoop of good vanilla ice cream. Yum.
Why am I musing about this? Surfing while hungry…