A Feast for the Eyes

Last night, after a day staring death in the face from atop a giant ladder (by the way, Tara often accuses me of being overdramatic, but I have no idea why!), I was craving comfort food. Something hearty and satisfying. Life-affirming, if you will. So I whipped up a batch of Southwestern Corn Chowder. It … Continue reading A Feast for the Eyes

A Feast for the Eyes

Lately, whenever we go out to eat, Tara cringes. Because it usually ends up being a party of three: me, her, and my camera. Like many people, I'm sort-of obsessed with photographing my food. This would probably be okay with my wife if I did so subtly - a quick snapshot with my phone, say … Continue reading A Feast for the Eyes