Tag: paul prudhomme
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All the Fixin’s: Biscuit Muffins
Autumn is officially upon us, which means we can finally turn our ovens back on! Zelda in particular is very excited for all the baking adventures this season holds (on her to-do list so far: homemade bread, jam, and a roast chicken that would make Julia Child proud). For our first foray back into the…
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All the Fixin’s: Pecan Pralines
Mardi Gras is right around the corner (February 13th to be precise, more on that later). So for this chapter of All the Fixin’s, we thought it only right to attempt a Louisiana classic: the praline. Pronounced “praw-leen” if you’re from Louisiana (and if you are correct, Zelda would argue), or “pray-lean” if you’re from…
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All The Fixin’s: Shrimp Creole
This week’s recipe was cooked under trying circumstances, dear readers. For starters, the day was sweltering. Zelda’s normally lovely flat was invaded by flies too big to be discussed here without shuddering. Her air conditioning struggled to battle the monstrous heat. It was, to be frank, not pretty, and we were all on edge. But…
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All the Fixin’s: Jambalaya
Happy Mardi Gras, y’all! On this fattest of Tuesdays, we turn our attention to the bayou, where Zelda’s roots lie, and an all-Cajun edition of All the Fixin’s. This week, Zelda — ably assisted by her sous-chef, Scout — tackled one of her family’s favorites, particularly at this festive time of year. Jambalaya is, like…
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All the Fixin’s: An Introduction
Hello lovelies! Over the past year, one of our favorite series to write — and one of the most popular with you guys, according to an overwhelming majority of folks who filled out our reader survey — has been “Eat This, Drink That.” Scout has explored many wonders of the Southern culinary canon, and Zelda has…
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Inspiration Tuesday: Laissez les bons temps rouler!
Happy Tuesday, and a very happy Mardi Gras to you all! Zelda’s Southern heritage comes steeped in Tabasco and chicory coffee, bred in the mud of the bayou, so she is particularly fond of this festive day. For the weeks leading up to Fat Tuesday, her kitchen table back home is watched over by two…

